June 17th, 2003

Wow Neat

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Phosfate (re. murdering Sims): Trust me, when you've got a houseful of the little pixellated bastards worshipping guitars, refusing to look for work, peeing on the floor, and repeatedly setting themselves on fire, then building them a pool, herding them all in, and taking away the ladders is therapeutic for you and a kindness to them.