Damn I'm tired.
I survived running the game (and ate food that is horribly bad for me).
As usual, things didn't go as expected. I felt a little sick when Erik's character met some... ah... unexpected... trouble.
Still, everything ended in a good place for next month. I think.
Bloody hell I'm tired.
Dementia Don discovers Abdul El-Sayed's middle name is Mohamed and declares
victory over "a jihadist"
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Grandpa Pudding Brains has spent a week making up reasons he calls
Michigan's Abdul El-Sayed "Mohammed," as if we don't already understand.
Apparently, a...
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Don't feel bad. I got to pull a Davey.
On second thought, feel bad. Feel incredibly guilty. There must be a soul in there somewhere.
Let me look.
...where's my flashlight?
If you find it, do let me know.
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