The question I'm trying to ask here is, how can I get this car to make sweet love to me?
Yeah I love it I'm sporting a huge boner as I type this!
This guy probably lives at home and works only to buy toys since his parents cut him off years ago in the hopes that he might leave someday. Why don't parents kick their kids out of the house anymore? Maybe this guy wouldn't be obsessed with robot car lizards or whatever the hell this LiveJournal community is about if his parents threw him out on his ass.
I feel bad for the car.
I don't even want to know where this is going.
When I try to clear the ball, run into me at a thousand miles per hour, sending me flying halfway across the map. If the ball is coming down in front of the opposing goal and I'm in position to tap it in, run into me at a thousand miles per hour. Never stop slamming into me at a thousand miles per hour, unless you can slam into me even faster.
eSports are getting more attention, but these new non-nerd spectators have no idea what's going happening. Help them understand how and why you've decided to waste your life with these simple approaches.
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