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This almost makes me feel as if it kind of looks like 'tmaynt'tnt be at all so impossibly unimaginable that my dream one day come kind of true...
I feel like... I put on my pyjamas, walk into my bedroom and there lies Cindy Crawford (I grew up in the 80-90s) looking very happy to see me at last.
Eh... erm... hullo... Goodbye... See you! Maybe some time, surely... Next time! Next time! We have plenty of *time*, don't we? I wasn't expecting you'd be here now... Not here... Not you... Not now... Not expecting... No, not exactly you, I thought your sister maybe... but... yes... well, anyway I don't have the time right now... y'know... Hello! I mean Good Bye... I mean...
Hahahaha... aaaah... It's not that I am *nervous* or anything... Hahahaha... Hohahahahah... How silly... Let me tell you this... I'm no coward, I am no.
I have two games going... That is already one too many for my needs. I'd be very honoured to participate and also try an alternative map for the first time...
Ooops, I slip into courteousness. I despair of my ability to give the tardtard Krellin what he deserves. And there's more to be had here... That Draugnar seems to be a schmuck too. Lakersfan I met in a game... I wrote to him, he wrote next-to-nix to me. Obviously he cannot read or write, probably barely speak, a retard of course... It's funny how many retards play diplomacy...
But yeah.... mmm.... Next time... I'd want to give it my ambitious participation... I have already two games going now... Next time? Please? Idiot?