Sea green waters rumble across the screen. I am mesmerized by the taunting motion of the frothy waves that flow... like a thousand snakes rustling through a patch of grass. The little worms are killing one another, with the use of shotguns and dynamite. The speak in quick, hurried, angry voices... like a lietenent or sargeant on speed. Some accidentally kill themselves. We smile in amusement at the irony. I like this game.
Reason for writing:
video games, among other things.
Birth sign: Aries
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