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It is just a game,(pause) just a game. Nothing to get upset about, nothing to get players in a frenzy about. It is not real life, nor real life suffering and I am fortunate to have a life in which I can play this silly game. Yet, I still get mad whenever I am killed. I never want to die, nor do I ever deserve to. I am better than everyone else, so they must be hacking every time they wipe me out, and of course they have a faster connection or a better computer than I do, because I am just that good at this,(pause) game.
One of the most enjoyable aspects of playing this game, is the capturing of that last flag. Wow, what a rush. To go through all of those humbling deaths at the hands or mouse, of those weaker, lucky adversaries and then capture that last pot of gold. I love to see the humiliation on the faces of my defeated enemies, those poor, surviving fools, as I snuff out their very existance, for we take no prisoners. What a thrill and super high, to get even with that little chair running away, by blowing it to hell with a rocket, or to shovel that patch of grass gliding over the ground into mere clippings, or better yet turn that green ammo box into a thousand pieces of splintered wood before it escapes over the two story ledge, with my BAR, and best of all I love hearing the haunting music from the ivory keys as I play the Fist Concerto on the piano. Oh people I have found heaven on earth. Life does not get any better than this. Please, just do all of us a favor and just give up, for I deserve all the glory, all of the accolades, and all of the points. My victory dance is inevitable, so just throw in the towel and accept the reality of it all. I truly am blessed to be a part of,(pause) the game.
P.S. I am trying to be funny, so please do not try and take me seriously. Although I do get a lot of satisfaction in destroying the furniture!
One of the most enjoyable aspects of playing this game, is the capturing of that last flag. Wow, what a rush. To go through all of those humbling deaths at the hands or mouse, of those weaker, lucky adversaries and then capture that last pot of gold. I love to see the humiliation on the faces of my defeated enemies, those poor, surviving fools, as I snuff out their very existance, for we take no prisoners. What a thrill and super high, to get even with that little chair running away, by blowing it to hell with a rocket, or to shovel that patch of grass gliding over the ground into mere clippings, or better yet turn that green ammo box into a thousand pieces of splintered wood before it escapes over the two story ledge, with my BAR, and best of all I love hearing the haunting music from the ivory keys as I play the Fist Concerto on the piano. Oh people I have found heaven on earth. Life does not get any better than this. Please, just do all of us a favor and just give up, for I deserve all the glory, all of the accolades, and all of the points. My victory dance is inevitable, so just throw in the towel and accept the reality of it all. I truly am blessed to be a part of,(pause) the game.
P.S. I am trying to be funny, so please do not try and take me seriously. Although I do get a lot of satisfaction in destroying the furniture!
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