To coin a phrase. Coins is something I need more of, to sate my semi-mechanical hybrid soul, like playing later levels of Gauntlet, street fighter, or maybe on the fruity…quids,
Space invaders is cool but, like Hetfield in Spit out the bone, I kinda like aliens, so I never shoot them, just wait and pray that they get me soon. I wouldn’t harm an innocent ET. The internal ethics of PAC-man… I mean society is intolerant of pills 💊 in general, look how many pills our hero Pac-Man snaffles. What up pac? What up Son? Heard u get all the pills and chase ghosts around, man. I……need……pills………to……exist. Ohh like the ones in the corners? Yeah! Special pills 💊 I must consume all the pills.
What happens then? If you take all the pills?
You get High, man?
YeAh man, it’s like a whole new level. Only… her indoors….she don’t like me getting high and chasing ghosts. Ms PAC…
Ms? You not even married and your piece is telling you what to do, man. You want to marry her? Man it’s the same scenario. You eat pills man, it’s what u do. She won’t let you be yourself? She call you pillwhipped?
Man I hate to say but… you ever think she loves the old jack and jills too? Yeah she’s playing you for the last level strawberry, man, and she…cmon PAC don’t blag your own safe, chill out, there’s lots of pills around, ask any musician.
Dedicated to the guys who got 120,000