Ok, know what it's fine. Win's not even my child. I was just watching him for his parents who died a week ago anyway. *Shoot's win in the head with a sniper rifle* time to talk about something else.
You were hired by the government to kill a decoy, the real win was hired by the government itself to kill you
So the government wasted a bunch of money on making me kill a fake? Sounds about right, but that's why I was watching him for all this time. To make sure it wasn't the decoy. That's also why he would accept punishment, kept him close to me. He thought he was fooling me. Anyway, time to talk about something logical. How about them potatoes.
That's good, too. Potato pancakes with fried cabbage and caramelized onions, with a dollop of sour cream.
You two are taking this thread to strange, new places once again. I dread thinking what a Ridley and Dreamerless Last to Post thread would be like. *shudders*
It wasn't the four words Ridley. Oh no. It was how you repeated them. Endlessly. No breaks either. You said nothing else. It wasn't the words. It was your lack of other words. You are the prince of void. You cause destruction through nothingness. Congratulations, friend.
