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    (( uh… yes? i mean, it looks good, and it’s sold well, so sure.

buy it preowned at gamestop or whatever. ))

    Video games rot yer brain. 

    _{“… ain’t that a drug?”}

    Sidesteps it.

    _{Sometimes, having to be polite and attentive during these meetings is awful.}

_{Why the hell didn’t he go earlier?}

    _{Fuck, he has to pee and there is at least another hour in this presentation.}

Fuck.

    Yeah, no thanks. 

I don’t do media.

     Yo, ever been around when th’ 3DS computin’ ya glitches out and leaves someone’s ass twenty feet away from them?

    ‘s fucking amazing.

Oиε cαииσт мαкε αиσтнεя тнειя кιи ѕιмρlч тняσυgн cαllιng тнεм ѕυcн. Tнεч αяε σиlч ƒαιитlч σƒ мч вlσσd, αиd тнυѕ υиιитεяεѕтιиg тσ мε.

     “Yeah, sure, whatever. This just negates you gettin’ to use th’ bathroom first ‘nd medical issues that might come from it, tho’.”

    You ain’t got a right t’ that story, so fuck off. 

     Yer actin’ like he’s dead, dude.

Which, last I checked (five minutes ago), he weren’t.

      So, like, chill. 

    He manages to duck under the first three, but the rest?

    The rest coat him, and, like they do with raw chunks of tuna, make him look amazingly glisteny and appetizing. 

    Dude, takin’ care of kids is a job, and it’s beneficial t’ th’ world.