I LEAVE YOU GUYS ALONE FOR ONE MONTH AND YOU COMPLETELY LOSE INTEREST IN POSTING ABOUT YOUR WEALTHY ABUNDANCE OF HATS, AND STORIES ABOUT OBTAINING SAID HATS?
how could you, tbt? how could you?
I return to talk of "Poker" and "Nights" at an "Inventory". I writh in disgust, as my once-proud tradition of being a man of demolition has been sullied by that of strong evil, and my cherished brother in arms loses his first love to greedy welps who grasp for any new design they set their eyes upon.
for shame! for once, there was a time in which a demolitions man needed not but an eye patch and his skull cap to adorn his head, not stutter shades and badges!
I must rest now, for my breath has become bated with the stench of hatred, and my lips quivering in anger, in a failed attempt to convey my emotions.
also, sup /tbt/?