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Though we share this humble path, alone
How fragile is the heart
Oh give these clay feet wings to fly
To touch the face of the stars

Breathe life into this feeble heart
Lift this mortal veil of fear
Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears
We'll rise above these earthly cares

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me


Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Story Bone

Wait, the SIMs isn't a first-person shooter? I've been playing it all wrong then.

He was the kind of guy who played the SIMs as a first person shooter.

He was the kind of guy who played the SIMs like like he played Doom.

The SIMs played him like Grand Theft Auto.

Take you pick. (tip of the hat to Mer for her blog entry which sparked this particular flavor of lunacy)

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