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Sunday, 29 November 2009

Red ring of your gay auntie's dog!

C'mon, Xbox. I've had you for a while, I know. But it's not like I've taking you bungee jumping or banger racing.
I've hardly played you. Maybe you're angry? Well you shouldn't be!

Things have just started picking up between us, and now you feel the need to go red with rage, you fucker...


You will live again, my friend.
At least I hope you do, because I just cannot be bothered with the hassle of sending you back... Wanker.