ozblacke

Ladies and Gentelman (if I recall correctly I only have ONE male friend), last night is a day that will live in infamy. Last night, lightning crashed and the ground was torn asunder. From the smoke and brimstone rose a mighty demon, nay, TWO mighty demons. They gripped me with their sulfurous claws and laid before me a devilish contract. My hand moved of its own accord as I scrawled my name across the parchment. The two creatures laughed with horrid glee as they plunged their hands deep inside my chest, each claiming their part of the bargain. Yes, last night I sold my soul. I now belong to Guitar Hero and World of Warcraft.