Bah, suppress memory until you live in a half-dreaming state where giant robots run amok, the power of God is weilded by man, and everything is a lie. Then you'll be happy again.
Oh, man, we totally have to do shit this summer! A lot of shit! I'll be the Schwarzwald to your Roger.
Or, suppress memory until you live in a nightmare world in which monsters are real, everyone has a horrible secret, and you are constantly haunted by false memories of the past.
Oh, man, we totally have to do shit this summer! A lot of shit! I'll be the Pyramid Head to your James.
I certainly hope so. Both of your propositions sound incredibly tempting. Just drop by my house whenever. As long as you promise not to drop any wallets on my lawn.
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Oh, man, we totally have to do shit this summer! A lot of shit! I'll be the Schwarzwald to your Roger.
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Oh, man, we totally have to do shit this summer! A lot of shit! I'll be the Pyramid Head to your James.
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As for your options, both are tempting. Especially for me! I'm the clear winner in both scenarios. Then again, that's why I wrote them.
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