It's dying, guys. Round up Grandpa, Little Jim and Aunt Bessy-- they oughta be able to say good bye to the little guy before he heads to the IGN server in the sky. But not now-- poor thing's all tuckered out. We'd get the maintenance staff in there to work on it, but they're slacking, big time. If RT is down any longer, I may have to do something drastic. Like leave the house. Damn you, RT!
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I'm still waiting for the proper time to tell you that it's impossible to get along with you.
I'm still waiting for the proper time to tell you that it's impossible to get along with you.