January 25, 2010
I was held up at gunpoint and forced to attend.
I used to understand it quite well before "the incident which will not be mentioned." In all seriousness, I've found multiple uses for the cube. It chops, purees, minces, and yes, it even slices and dices.
I'm considered the finest player on Earth, according to everyone who isn't not me.
A masseuse, my choice of music, and a giant group hug to initiate play. I also think it should be mandatory for folks to get up and announce their victories at the top of their lungs. All losers get antagonized, regardless of race, creed, or color.
Am I the only one who can clearly read the sexual undertones in this question? Chouette of course! ;)
We toss cubes, move discs, and make seemingly important decisions that are forever altered by said cubes....but I digress...hi, I'm Pete.