Born inside out. Hair grew in, not out. Entwined with brain. Lost all grasp of reality due to follicle contamination of hippocampus. Now I sit around inventing inane nicknames and casting stones on to a grid indiscriminately. Good times. Good times.
(peida) Kas tahad mängida palju erinevaid mänge, aga ei suuda otsustada, millest alata? Liitu juhuslike mängude turniiriga! (pauloaguia) (näita kõiki vihjeid)