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If I’m the frickin’ God of War, then why have I been stuck in this room for the last two hours trying to find a way out? I had absolutely no problem finding my way in here. Not only can I not find my way out of this room, but I was met by some very unfriendly inhabitants. Maybe they were unable to find their way out also, which ultimately made them more bitter than Mary Decker Slaney. I should have tried talking to them instead of immediately eviscerating them. I am a bit of a meathead that way. I get in a fight every time I go out on New Year’s Eve. I thought it was just trouble looking for me, but maybe it’s me looking for trouble.
Anyway, I don’t see me getting out of here anytime soon. I have swung my sword in every direction hoping to break through a wall. Not going to happen. Construction is solid. This building’s definitely is up to code. I guess this is not the worst room to live out my days. There are some nice sculptures and I have my own personal swimming pool. I am unhappy with how the pool is maintained though. They are using an archaic chlorination system when they should be using the more environmentally friendly saline system. The salt water is just so much softer on my skin. I don’t know if you have seen any of my recent facebook posts, but my skin is definitely looking a bit pale. However, I will say that I am looking quite ripped. It might have something to do with those red orbs.
While I’m being honest, I might as well tell you I’m addicted to ingesting red orbs. These things make me feel incredible. I haven’t eaten in days, but who the fuck cares my body looks as if it is chiseled from stone. Damn I look good, I wish I could get out of this room and find a few Greek women to show my big sword to.
If only I had brought my netbook with wifi capabilities. I think I saw a sign that said this room was a hotspot. I could go to gamefaqs.com and see how to get out this room. Those nerds (no disrespect intended) will know how to solve this puzzle. I’m no good at that kind thing unless the puzzle has something to do with killing everything in my path. GOW knows how to kill some fools. I started calling myself GOW and talking in third person. I watched sportscenter before this trip and it’s all the rage. By the way, GOW likes Secrets of Aspen…guilty pleasure.
Well, all this heady stuff has made me want to drop the kids off at the pool if you know what I mean. I’ll be taking the Cleveland Browns to the Super Bowl in a minute, so feel free to come look for me if you get a chance.
Thank you Brady Games for helping me get Kratos out more than a few binds in God of War 1. Without your help, the God of War would have been destined to live his life out swimming in an oversized pool while waiting to be rescued. It would be an understatement for me to say I couldn’t have done it without you.
Anyway, I don’t see me getting out of here anytime soon. I have swung my sword in every direction hoping to break through a wall. Not going to happen. Construction is solid. This building’s definitely is up to code. I guess this is not the worst room to live out my days. There are some nice sculptures and I have my own personal swimming pool. I am unhappy with how the pool is maintained though. They are using an archaic chlorination system when they should be using the more environmentally friendly saline system. The salt water is just so much softer on my skin. I don’t know if you have seen any of my recent facebook posts, but my skin is definitely looking a bit pale. However, I will say that I am looking quite ripped. It might have something to do with those red orbs.
While I’m being honest, I might as well tell you I’m addicted to ingesting red orbs. These things make me feel incredible. I haven’t eaten in days, but who the fuck cares my body looks as if it is chiseled from stone. Damn I look good, I wish I could get out of this room and find a few Greek women to show my big sword to.
If only I had brought my netbook with wifi capabilities. I think I saw a sign that said this room was a hotspot. I could go to gamefaqs.com and see how to get out this room. Those nerds (no disrespect intended) will know how to solve this puzzle. I’m no good at that kind thing unless the puzzle has something to do with killing everything in my path. GOW knows how to kill some fools. I started calling myself GOW and talking in third person. I watched sportscenter before this trip and it’s all the rage. By the way, GOW likes Secrets of Aspen…guilty pleasure.
Well, all this heady stuff has made me want to drop the kids off at the pool if you know what I mean. I’ll be taking the Cleveland Browns to the Super Bowl in a minute, so feel free to come look for me if you get a chance.
Thank you Brady Games for helping me get Kratos out more than a few binds in God of War 1. Without your help, the God of War would have been destined to live his life out swimming in an oversized pool while waiting to be rescued. It would be an understatement for me to say I couldn’t have done it without you.
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