"Did you just call me Ass Fairy?" "Uh, no man, I said, uh, Grass Fairy!" "Oh cool."
Instead of video games, why doesn't someone just sell a big bucket full of little magnets? That would be way more fun anyway.
This is exactly why I never renewed my Xbox Live subscription.
I think we should be able to take even more fun out of the next sequel.
Better hurry, I think the trolley is leaving for the Land of Make Believe.
And the conversation grinds to a halt.
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