The Fryhole

I have decided to no longer be turked by a certain syphilitic bear. It all started last fall, the summer had come and gone , the leafs changing color, a noticeable chill in the morning air. That is when we met, at first it was so good, we understood each other and we had so much fun. Before I knew it I was falling head over heels, their was not a second that when by that i didn’t think about our games, and the fun. I played more and more and more. All of the sudden their were adds that kept appearing while we were together, i took no notice at first. Then their was more , and more and more. Too late i realized i was being used, and abused. Our innocent fun was actually the first hit, to get me hooked then it got bad and i just did not know it. So I decided to go cold turkey and say “FUCK YOU”  to the makers of war book who are too absorbed with greed to realize that they are FUCKING THEMSELVES IN THE GOD DAMN ASS by ruining a game that all could enjoy. A little advertising is ok, I realize that it is not making any revenue off us otherwise, but their is a limit and it was just crossed.

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