Some life returning to mah limbsThings are starting to fianlly go back to almost normal around here. The Chevelle got fixed after the proper litanies of profanity and ancestral speculation. But my primary PC is still down for the count, so things are a bit squirrelly at the moment.
Lived through black friday, and helped two other guys survive their first black friday selling trees. Now we all look (and smell) like the victims of an Ent orgy. Yeek!
Rogue Market up and a gave me a medal.
No idea why, since the cited thread just ain't up to spec (hell I made myself sound like an officious ass). But traders are strange folk; they like ME if you need an example. Bad as furries (also inexplicably like me).
Lazy
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Nobody knows the trouble ive seen.....Not since i buried all the witnesses.
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"Kicking names and taking ass."
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"So today's possible contracts are bail out colonists from angry space freaks, hang around a mithril mine forever and a day, and drag a drunk Klingon from his hidey-hole. Whatever happened to braining idiots and rescuing hot damsels?"
Col. W. Luer
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"So today's possible contracts are bail out colonists from angry space freaks, hang around a mithril mine forever and a day, and drag a drunk Klingon from his hidey-hole. Whatever happened to braining idiots and rescuing hot damsels?"
Col. W. Luer
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Everybody, say RAWR! xD
You ever consider commissions?
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"Shut up evil! I'm a Vanguard Marine! BZAM!"
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