During this recent bout of horrible weather in V-city, I started inching towards the world of blasphemy. Shaitan decided to disgrace himself further to attain angelhood and I hoped that I were the Christian God...
I wanted light.
If I were the Christian God, I would've said...
Let There Be Light
and would've solved the problems of V-city.
I didn't have to be the CG. The light's back. I'm warm now and am not living in my refrigerator.
I still don't like the Russians.
That's it for now...ciao, adios, au revoir...and remember...to be born again, first you must die
~me
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