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Okay... So..
I'm packing for my Vigil Initiation tonight, right?
So I'm getting all the stuff I need..
Sleeping bag..
Matches...
Knife..
Hatchet..
And sez I: "Hah. Well bag THIS!"
So I roll over (cuz I'm on the floor somehow), turn on the Gamecube...
AND BEAT WIND WAKER.
Yes. I said it.
The Ledged of Zelda: The Wind Waker. Done. Over. In the bag.
Add one more tally to my proud bunch of tallies... That makes Seven.
So of course, From the moment I drive my Master Sword through Ganondorf's skull after Princess Zeld shoots his ass with a Light Arrow, to the moment the After-Credits cut scenes are over I don't move.
And after that? I get up, dance around for a while, and take a shower.
My life... rocks.
Do ANY of you know how MIRACULOUS video games are??
*sigh* if you do, then good, but if you don't then you're doomed for all eternity. Ever since I was six, Zelda has been the beautiful wife I come home every evening after a looong day at the office. If shooting things with bows and arrows with a Nintendo controller were a Job, then I'd drop out of school right now, get a swiss bank account, start filling it, get married later, and retire before I had kids.
HOW SWEET WOULD THAT BE??? Hrmm.. It'd probably get boring... but hey, my hand-eye coordination would get so good, I'd be a black belt without ever stepping in front of a sensei. how sweet would THAT be??
Alas, though, no job will ever arise to meet the capabilities of my savage saving-Hyrule-skills.
You know, probably a lot of you want to kill me right now for this post...
The two that come to mind are Sara and Anna... but Anna less-than-three's nerds, so i really just have to worry about Sara.
hahaa..
I'm gonna end this before I get killed.
-THE END-
copyright 2004 Nintendo
I'm packing for my Vigil Initiation tonight, right?
So I'm getting all the stuff I need..
Sleeping bag..
Matches...
Knife..
Hatchet..
And sez I: "Hah. Well bag THIS!"
So I roll over (cuz I'm on the floor somehow), turn on the Gamecube...
AND BEAT WIND WAKER.
Yes. I said it.
The Ledged of Zelda: The Wind Waker. Done. Over. In the bag.
Add one more tally to my proud bunch of tallies... That makes Seven.
So of course, From the moment I drive my Master Sword through Ganondorf's skull after Princess Zeld shoots his ass with a Light Arrow, to the moment the After-Credits cut scenes are over I don't move.
And after that? I get up, dance around for a while, and take a shower.
My life... rocks.
Do ANY of you know how MIRACULOUS video games are??
*sigh* if you do, then good, but if you don't then you're doomed for all eternity. Ever since I was six, Zelda has been the beautiful wife I come home every evening after a looong day at the office. If shooting things with bows and arrows with a Nintendo controller were a Job, then I'd drop out of school right now, get a swiss bank account, start filling it, get married later, and retire before I had kids.
HOW SWEET WOULD THAT BE??? Hrmm.. It'd probably get boring... but hey, my hand-eye coordination would get so good, I'd be a black belt without ever stepping in front of a sensei. how sweet would THAT be??
Alas, though, no job will ever arise to meet the capabilities of my savage saving-Hyrule-skills.
You know, probably a lot of you want to kill me right now for this post...
The two that come to mind are Sara and Anna... but Anna less-than-three's nerds, so i really just have to worry about Sara.
hahaa..
I'm gonna end this before I get killed.
-THE END-
copyright 2004 Nintendo