One sticky summer afternoon in 1993 -- about a month before I started seventh grade -- my mother knocked on my bedroom door to tell me that a card had arrived for me in the mail. I'd been very busy...
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Tales of negative gamers and how to avoid being one
Tales of negative gamers and how to avoid being one
One sticky summer afternoon in 1993 -- about a month before I started seventh grade -- my mother knocked on my bedroom door to tell me that a card had arrived for me in the mail. I'd been very busy...
One sticky summer afternoon in 1993 -- about a month before I started seventh grade -- my mother knocked on my bedroom door to tell me that a card had arrived for me in the mail. I'd been very busy...
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