... What's 13/11? Since when is there a thirteenth month? Is Septober real O.O
I don't care what a gizka is...
Granted. Tribbles come in your sleep and gnaw on your brain whilst eating your hair and popping out little tribble babies
I wish my inner editor did not exist as it is driving my batty. I'm suddenly reminding myself of Professor Higgins: "WHY CANT THE ENGLISH LEARN TO SPEAK?!?"
My lord... I need to sleep if My Fair Lady is invading my brain... O.O
On second thought I wish that my Sims would stop neglecting their children and burning their stove down -_-
Uh... granted. nothing happens because they allready were. I wish that I had an amazing collection of old darkhorse comics and time enough to read them.
Yay! I have corrupted this game by wishing it to be incorruptible.
Granted! You have become immortal and 10000 years later, you have become crazed from your mind being crushed by all the history you have lived and seen.