I know, I know - I can’t believe I have this much to say about my weekend, either. Bear with me, one more and I’m done. Since the Redhead Gallery trip was a bust, the three of us trudged off in search of oversized burritos, then pushed on through the sudden attack of chilly rain to Pages on Queen, where I spent money on books that I will have to
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It's the fact that you spend all your time Simming with the fucking Pinatas, building up an ecosystem of acid-trip animals in the hope of a serious bash-fest, and yet you only get to smack 'the bad ones' that disappoints me. Admittedly, as a FPS player, i need more violent stimulation than most, but still, it's all too cuddly and cute to endure. And the micro-management of one's garden gets to you after the first hour.
You can actually bash and destroy your own pinatas, but there's not much point since it's not satisfying.
So yeah, I waited. I knew the horror you were in for. But who am I to spoil your dreams of pinata bashing goodness?
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To fill your unmet needs (pinata needs, that is), the next time we are together I will buy us a plethora of pinatas. We will 1) get our drink on 2) get fun, creative bashing objects 3) make nice collages of people we would enjoy bashing, feel free to include pictures of worms if you so feel the need 4) have crazy fun smashing 5) have insulin handy for the undeniable spike in sugars and/or have puke bucket ready.
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