I am eagerly awaiting the return of my Williams PS from the Divine hands of Dokert, so that I can play my Defender CT once again.
I told my wife if a package arrived for me while I was at work, to please let me know.
Sure enough, yesterday aftn she ping's me while I'm at work with the simple text of........ "BOX". That one word immediately transgressed me into a higher ethereal plane for the remainder of the day. At quitting time I ran to my Jeep like a little boy who just got out of school for the day. On the way home, I engaged the Wave Motion Engine to transport me home at lightning speed.
I run in the door, bypass the kids and the tail-wagging dog, and scramble for the dining room table to get my prize. I yell "WHERE'S THE BOX WHERE'S THE BOX??!!" My wife says "right there! Sheesh!" I look where she's pointing and I see a box made of brown cardboard.. But, it looks a little 'thin' to be holding a Williams PS... Upon picking it up, I realize immediately:
It's not the PS. It's the book for my next school class. FAIL.
I told my wife if a package arrived for me while I was at work, to please let me know.
Sure enough, yesterday aftn she ping's me while I'm at work with the simple text of........ "BOX". That one word immediately transgressed me into a higher ethereal plane for the remainder of the day. At quitting time I ran to my Jeep like a little boy who just got out of school for the day. On the way home, I engaged the Wave Motion Engine to transport me home at lightning speed.
I run in the door, bypass the kids and the tail-wagging dog, and scramble for the dining room table to get my prize. I yell "WHERE'S THE BOX WHERE'S THE BOX??!!" My wife says "right there! Sheesh!" I look where she's pointing and I see a box made of brown cardboard.. But, it looks a little 'thin' to be holding a Williams PS... Upon picking it up, I realize immediately:
It's not the PS. It's the book for my next school class. FAIL.



