Posted 29 October 2012 - 02:32 PM
					
					
					
						granted,  Hurricane Abyss proceeds to turn the Eastern half of Canada into a sand dune with snow on it and the World News has told everybody it's your fault, now you're hiding in the neighborhood cesspit waiting for a chance to hop in a truck bound for Greenland to escape the wrath 
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	HiddenOne. You son of a bitch. You slimy, skulking, low-posting scumbag. You knew  it would come to this. Roundabout, maybe. Tortuous, certainly. But here  we are, you and me again. I started the train on you so many many hours  ago, and now I'm going to finish it. Die HO. Die. This is for last time,  and this is for this game too. This is for all the people who died to  your backstabbing, treacherous, "I sure don't know what's going on  around here" filthy lying, deceitful ways. You son of a bitch. Whatever happens, this is justice. For me, this is justice. Vote HiddenOne Finally, I am at peace.