I've been making this noise all day.
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I picked the Valve parody of the video because you're all nerds.
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Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Sunday, June 27, 2010
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more Mass Effect
I'm on my second run-through of Mass Effect. I love this game. I'm going to have to say that it is my second favorite rpg, behind the Final Fantasy games.I love you.
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Sunday, June 21, 2009
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Thursday, May 21, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
I love you dad.
Last night I had a dream.
It was magnificent.
I dreamed I received an invitation.
An invitation from a man.
A man named Rob.
We spoke on the telephone.
Miami to Seattle, what a connection.
In his soothing voice he said, "Come son, come."
I loaded my car with a Playstation 2™ and a blanket.
I left home.
The trip was a blur.
It went by quickly and I did not stop to see Kyle Phillips.
I arrived to skyscrapers and clear weather.
He lives on a hill.
A knock.
An embrace.
Why are you eight feet tall Rob_Mcfeters?
Why is your wife brown and eight feet tall Rob_Mcfeters?
We had to go pick up meat so we went to the trains.
You paid a machine twenty dollars for a train ticket.
Asshole.
I slept on the train and I woke up without a shirt on.
My back stuck to the leathery seat.
We made it back to your apartment, but with no meat.
That night I slept soundly at your bedside.
I woke up, but I was no longer in my perfect dreamworld.
I love you dad.
:(
It was magnificent.
I dreamed I received an invitation.
An invitation from a man.
A man named Rob.
We spoke on the telephone.
Miami to Seattle, what a connection.
In his soothing voice he said, "Come son, come."
I loaded my car with a Playstation 2™ and a blanket.
I left home.
The trip was a blur.
It went by quickly and I did not stop to see Kyle Phillips.
I arrived to skyscrapers and clear weather.
He lives on a hill.
A knock.
An embrace.
Why are you eight feet tall Rob_Mcfeters?
Why is your wife brown and eight feet tall Rob_Mcfeters?
We had to go pick up meat so we went to the trains.
You paid a machine twenty dollars for a train ticket.
Asshole.
I slept on the train and I woke up without a shirt on.
My back stuck to the leathery seat.
We made it back to your apartment, but with no meat.
That night I slept soundly at your bedside.
I woke up, but I was no longer in my perfect dreamworld.
I love you dad.
:(
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