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On a cold Sydney winter morning I stand at the train station. The sun cuts through the crisp azure sky and I think

Blue magic - Rest In Peace (FFXI onwards)

Taste bad!

And then rubbing salt in his wounds.

Really? Guess I'm not cool because I do this when I stay up all night.:

I always thought he was nice looking to. I need to finish this trilogy some time...while it's still a trilogy.

Lead Designer

I hope he's planning on starting his own company, because it would be a damn shame to lose Rob Pardo from the gaming industry.

Eating the brain of somebody who speaks the language and absorbing their knowledge, obviously.

It was kind of a fun little innocent tune at first. I was like, Yeah, I can jam to this. Three days later I'd lost my wife, my children were taken from me, I was on welfare (thanks obama) and I'd eaten most of my left hand.

Just so long as someone thinks of the Furbys, we'll all be OK here.

Oh man, thanks for the correction!

Maybe they're experiencing major growth in some places and need to expand to accommodate the new possibilities? They may have to go in-depth about where they want to stick their business and what to do with it to maximise the outcome.

Do you think Trojan spends a lot of time at their shareholder meetings discussing dicks?

You know. I've heard this song so many times, played in the dorms of my college, and I never knew what they were singing about. Holy shit.