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I don't even know where to start Sim has gown silly in the head. The loons are running the loony bin. All I want to do is kill (a perfectly normal thing) Now I have to sit on an inflatable doughnut sigh. If only Pale Rider had stopped when he was giving me that Rim job.

I figure, if you can't lick em, join em Welcome to the loony bin!

Sorry guys Lenpeat got into my stash of good stuff.