After years of living in the space level of pac-man adventures for the sony playstation I have defeated the 4 eyed crab. With nothing but my pinky finger and a pizza slice I rolled up like a newspaper, I returned to the land o lakes and found the butter was not as good as advertised, even though it is in a tub, not gonna lie. I return to find out that the server I spent a collective 2 hours of my life on has disappeared back into the dark space known as the dead-as-fuck land along with ugandan kunuckles and the Wall-E video game for the xbox 360 (aka the superior version seriously port it to pc fuck the ps2 version port.) The moment I have learned of this Pengie brought me a head of cabbage and told me to smoke it. So instead of doing that I punted the little bitch across the room. Breakfast today was day old hotdogs and a singular cold taco from taco bell trademark all rights reserved.