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Monthly Archives: January 2011
I Ain’t Saying She’s a Gold Digger
Now that all my companions are found and/or killed, Father E tells me it’s time to start breaking into the Vault. I can’t remember why I wasn’t just trying to break into the vault this whole time, honestly. Why did … Continue reading
Dog is My Co-Pilot Light
All right, one person refound, two more to go. I didn’t kill that chick, even though that Elijah dude wanted me to. I figured, who cares, I like her and she hates that Father E too. Up next is the … Continue reading
Four Words? Sounds Like? Fuck. You. Old. Man.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. I MEAN Are you fucking kidding me? Let’s do a little fucking recap here, okay? I get hit in … Continue reading
I Feel So Shot At, I Wanna Go Home.
At the top of the bell tower, I took a deep breath of whiskey and flipped the control switch to activate the gala event. I looked out at the casino and saw fireworks shooting into the air and and all … Continue reading
I Get It. Ding. It’s Very Nice.
Well I’m at my spot. It was frustrating as hell getting here, with these stupid ghosts and one time I fell into some death air that seemed to just be a pit with no way out except a gate that … Continue reading
I’m Going Sierra MADre.
Oh how I annoyed was I! To discover that when attempting to purchase alcohol from a store hologram that among my missing items are also ALL OF MY CAPS. MY POCKETS. ARE NOT JINGLING LOUDLY WITH MY EVERY FOOTSTEP ANYMORE. … Continue reading
Why You Wanna Give Me The Run Around?
So a ghoul, a mutant, and a mute chick walk into a toxic gas. Stop me if you heard this. BECAUSE IT IS MY HELL. Ugly Ass Old Dude (aka Father Elijah) has sent me out to find a three … Continue reading
Get A Pen, It’s a Long List.
All right, all right, let’s do this Dead Money shit. I should be immediately cautious because DEAD is right there in the name, all bright and on display, but like everything else I do in the Wasteland, I charge in … Continue reading
OH NO YOU DIN’T
Motherfucker. A collar on my neck? Oh don’t be clever? I am taking a bullet out right now and writing your name on it. I’ll play your little game. But make no mistake, my one goal in life right now … Continue reading