There are a few days a year which stop me from going totally postal at work. I think they recognise the signs now and quickly let me out for a day or two in the sun.
Today i spent most of it wearing these
Total GrandDad pants, even my nipples were waterproof.
Armed with this
All we know is that there is still is no contact with the colony, and that a xenomorph may be involved.
Excuse me sir, a what?
When really in my own little exciting world, it was more like this
Though with better hair
Armed with this
A xenomorph.
Hunting these
It's a bughunt
Its my daydream, and i'm sure you all have your own...
Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead. We must therefore accept it without complaint when they sometimes collide with a bit of reality against which they are dashed to pieces....Sigmund Freud:
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