BANG!.... your dead.
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Facebook hates Mafia Wars...
History is not kind to people who copy what was once an original thought....
However imitation is the greatest form of flattery...
Could an original idea be brought back, could it be as good as the first time, is it all too big now for it to work? Would they say it was simply a time and place thing, and it could never be repeated?
I feel sad that I missed this, and will daydream of what it was like, to be an assasin.....
But who knows who lurks in the shadows... who pulls the puppets strings... why did I give Anna my address anyway... I think I will let the wife check the mail for now....
Ghost~
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MOG it up!
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It could happen..I am did it last time..I just wanna kill, so I can't really hold an executive position.
Mog killing does seem fun doesn't it?
To personalize a playlist, take the time, tender loving care, and effort to come up with it, personalized for that individual, their musical taste, avoid music they already own, to create cover art, to add personal touches (Airplane bottle of Beam as an example) and old school snail mail it....
It IS the Anti Internet. It IS personal. It IS death to the head with a bullet called love.
"It IS the Anti Internet. It IS personal. It IS death to the head with a bullet called love."
..........Friggin awesome! The soul of a poet & the cold heart of the assasin.
I have a culture club track with someones name on it, and regardless of the choice of demise, it will finish the set like a sadistic giggle as the knife is pulled from the body.....
U are cold indeed.
I smell blood...
Alas, tis not really the season for such a thing. When the sun shines and the grass is growing, that's the time to instigate the MOG Wars. That way, the blood soaks into the lawn and no one is the wiser. Heh.
Then again, I handed the franchise over to another, so it's no longer really my baby.
Secret Santa v4 is most definitely on the horizon, though.
Fine, the blood lust will wait till spring.
But mine chariot of festive cheer shall be a 1976 right hand steering YUGO from the outskirts of Uganda rusted to hell and screaming Dread Zepplin from the one good speaker in the dashboard. It shall be dragged by 5 flea bitten mules retired from broom polo on the outskirts of Cozumel, and I will bring thy music and thou shalt be filled with JOY!
On Panzer, On Trancer, On Downers, On Vixen, carry this joy far, lead us with your swollen and bloody nose thy BLITZEN!
I can feel the tender steel of a viking, stirring on his throne, ready to battle once more.
well... as a rookie I got taught a fateful lesson by a cursed man more accustomed to this dreadful business. but vengeance is my teacher now.