Blade 619

Now I'm out the running I feel I can participate! Finster Baby: 20 + Sister Midnight: 13 Mandarijn: 40 - Robert2424: 12 + Yehom: 21 Wolfpacks: 15 sffc1: 9 Those who were lost Samus (Post #35) - Virginia Rhizoctonia (Post #47) - NC Hertt (Post #83) - NY The Warrior (Post #113) - Maryland Fermion (Post #162) - SC Blade619 (Post #176) - Delaware - Man, I got horrible abused in the 20 posts preceeding this

It was a darn fine film.

What are you having FPS issues with? If it's 4k gaming then my answer is different from if it's just general 1080p?

(flag on flag?)

Buy a better machine, with a better screen, and easy long term maintenance... buy a desktop. Even better, buy it in parts and put it together yourself

Granted, but it learns to hover / fly. I wish for a nice cold glass of white wine.

Found out the hard way. Giggity.

You get covered in these: http://img.memecdn.com/dat-dick_c_806150.jpg I wish I could read faster

Invented the Alaskan Pipeline

http://funnyasduck.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/funny-cat-tail-dick-penis-ladies-pics.jpg I wish for a swimming pool.

Masturbates to "Never gonna give you up".

Granted, but they're made from the flayed flesh of children born at Guantanamo bay. I wish I had a reason to want to get out of bed I enjoyed.

This is a decent game. Would be nice to have some town maps though!

Well done buddy! Now to enjoy all your spare cash!

Granted, but it's from Donald Trump. I wish I had free coffee for life at Starbucks.

I was really hoping this was going to be a game where they had fewer fully automatic weapons and made those that were unreliable / rare as they would have been and forced most people to used single shot rifles. I have been deeply disappointed to find just another arcade FPS. tl;dr not buying xD.

Not in absolute numbers... but has got a very bad debt relative to GDP.

Welcome back! Will let admissions mask you... don't want to tread on toes!

Didn't realise Japan's debt problem was so bad...

Lol

Welcome back! Mental health problems are always a ball-ache, but great to see you're pulling through!

AUGUST 17 – NATIONAL I LOVE MY FEET DAY ! – NATIONAL THRIFT SHOP DAY Americans are weird...

You sound uncertain...

As I cleaned the floor I thought back on how I got here, it was an accident I swear. I mean I just pushed him! He fell, he hit his head... So much blood. Is it too late to tell the truth now? He was angry and I was scared. The last time he did this you made me wear foundation on my chest for weeks. The lick of the belt, the thud of his fists, and the crack of the rib you said would heal soon. He got angry at you too for coming home five minutes late, the spit glistening on your face as he screamed at you. Looking back I still can't see why he flipped, I mean it was only an accident right? The ball clipped the stem and the glass slipped from his fingers, the burgundy red wine gushed onto the new cream carpet, now glittering with little crystals glass. John's face went white with terror as his eyes bored into him. I could feel the red haze descending over his eyes. John's only six, I couldn't let him do it to him? So I hit him, didn't hit him hard I swear... I guess he'd just drunk too much? John was screaming and I went numb as he tumbled down thud... by crunch... till his head whipped back and cracked onto the cool terracotta tiles of the hall. I think his skull cracked, like my rib before it, like your cheekbone before that. The crimson essence that once pulsed through him now seeped across the floor. He twitched a few times and lay there... a motionless crumpled heap on the floor. I picked John up and took him, screaming, to his bedroom. I sat with him. I held him tight until he stopped. I put on Sesame Street and left him there while I went to clean up. The blood was dark now, sticky... it clung to me like jam on a warm summer's evening. I grabbed the cloth from the kitchen, you know the one you use for the dishes, and set to work clearing up. I tried to move him but he was too heavy. I'm sorry you saw it before this note. John is in his room, I put a chair in front of the door so he couldn't get out and left him with some milk and cookies. I called the police so hopefully they will have cleaned up before you get home from work. I don't want to go to jail Mum. I can't go to jail. I'm only thirteen! I got the pistol out of the draw beside your bed. I know you said to never use it, but I'm scared mum... You understand don't you? I'm sorry. They might be here soon. I've got to go. I love you. legoboyvdlp xxxxxxx P.S. This wouldn't have happened if Chavez was still around. Without him, there is no hope of redemption.