So I’m sitting here playing Far Cry 3, and am just ditty-bopping along through the jungle. I come to a stream and walk up to the edge, thinking about crossing it. Suddenly a big bastard of a crocodile jumps out of the water and drags me in. I literally jumped and shouted “Holy shit, fuck me running!” So I guess we know what my last words will be if I’m ever attacked by a crocodile in the jungle.

I swear, my X-Box is going to be the death of my writing career.


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2 Responses to Passtimes

  1. Shannon says:


  2. Chris says:

    Yeah, that was me at my most eloquent!

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