Ah, gad. I am only a couple of years out of medical residency, so I make a great salary, but I have student loans that are the equivalent of a mortgage, my wife had Hodgkin's and despite having insurance, i still owe tens and tens of thousands of dollars for her cancer treatments.
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I'm thinking Citroen, but that's a wild-assed guess.
I bought rechargeable batteries. Two sets. One in the charger, one in the swing.
Wait, she's an art student driving a Panamera? Don't get used to that type of free-wheeling lifestyle, babycakes. Mommy and Daddy won't live forever, you know. Have you thought about corporate finance? I think they would have a place for someone with your particular set of skills....
Harm a person, get a pittance. Harm a corporation, now that's a serious offense there, fella.
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You boys need to realize the difference here. You are peons. He is not. The rules that apply to you, do not apply to him. If he wants to speed, he can speed. He's the damn governor and therefore, more important and better than you and not subject to such rules and restrictions.
Stalker was probably my favorite gaming experience of all time. At the time it was new it was so different than any FPS I had ever played before.
I really enjoyed it. It's much more morally ambiguous (with the exception of working for Ceasar) than Fallout 3, so I enjoyed playing to the endgame several different ways.
If it makes you feel better, an ex-girlfriend from way back called me up to get coffee, turns out she was in town because she was suing EA (well, not HER per se, but the firm she works for.)
It wasn't bad. Not particularly memorable, but certainly not a BAD game.
Yeah, I'm gonna be another one to say that ripping off game developers is not cool, man.
Yee-Haw!
I say go out 12 miles into international waters, secure a weight to the body and let 'er rip.
Anyone ever see that movie "Rocket Gibraltar"? These kids steal the body of the family patriach after he dies and give him a Viking-style funeral.
You know, there's a scottish rock band called Frightened Rabbit. Relatives of yours?
Gotcha. Seems self-explanatory in retrospect.
"Pardon me, do you mind if crank out a set?"
I don't follow you. (Not being facetious.)