So, a few days ago I happened to think back to a time gone by, when games featuring people battling to the death were a fairly new phenomenon and...
I've been up all night. I disclaim all responsibility for the stupid shit I'm going to do today.
This gets my +1!
1: you should have said "please". 2: how do you EVEN fit "Fiscal Policy" into a chapter about putting strawberry jam on a woman's tits?
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