Terry, King and Benimaru flail their way through the tournament. It's a lovely game feel but I'm quite shit. For about a minute the cat gets in the way, that's my excuse for being incapable of any kind of complex input.
I overestimated how much Pokémon tolerance I'd have. Baby wakes up, I talk about our unhealthy attitude towards women during the mid 00's in particular.
Zombies all over the place, future wife, you get it at this point.
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I hope you like your content haphazard. Recording myself playing games when I can with no thought to quality, long silences, or keeping a consistent record length. Repetitive thoughts about stuff,…
terrible voices, and yawning when I record after everyone is asleep.