09-24-2004, 02:53 AM
You know, I have pretty much stopped playing FPS. Got bored with them. Been retrogaming a lot, been playing a lot of Sim City 2000 for some reason, and designing buildings with the Urban Renewal Kit. Stuff with pyramid themes. And Sim Tower. Currently have a tower with about 11,000 people. It's one of my best. Requires constant micromanagement. Much thinking.
Still playing Majesty, which is an awesome game. Been playing LOTS of Stronghold. Still playing Spiderweb stuff. And Gopher Golf. Some Diablo II here and there. Some CivIII on occasion still. And the Sims is digital crack. I loath the makers of the Sims. I hate them. Bad bad rotten awful people.
I guess I quit playing first person shooters because it's more fun to shoot the real thing. I am absolutely in love with my Smith & Wesson 500. Brand spanking new AR 15 with a drum clip mod. Makes it look a bit like a Tommy gun. And this funky new to me little French gun type thing that shoots needles. It's wicked... It's a truly evil sidearm, not made to kill, but to injure, mutilate, and ruin.
Still playing Majesty, which is an awesome game. Been playing LOTS of Stronghold. Still playing Spiderweb stuff. And Gopher Golf. Some Diablo II here and there. Some CivIII on occasion still. And the Sims is digital crack. I loath the makers of the Sims. I hate them. Bad bad rotten awful people.
I guess I quit playing first person shooters because it's more fun to shoot the real thing. I am absolutely in love with my Smith & Wesson 500. Brand spanking new AR 15 with a drum clip mod. Makes it look a bit like a Tommy gun. And this funky new to me little French gun type thing that shoots needles. It's wicked... It's a truly evil sidearm, not made to kill, but to injure, mutilate, and ruin.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."