Now now, everyone... We must be as respectful of Mr. Tiptoe, who I hear, is currently working on another title called, surprise the child, in which a young boy is unpleasantly surprised by a Christmas shipment of clay pots full of water and a backpack with plastic bottles, instead of receiving what he's always wanted, meaning of course, an awesome game console with a ton of good games, a fresh new computer to replace the one his older brother's already gamed on for so long and which has a keyboard with broken keys and a mouse with a somewhat functional left button and a slightly displaced scroll wheel, and lets not forget, the best of smartphones, or so he's been told, the SighPhone, a phone full of sighs of frustration for anyone who handles it. He's heard tell of another phone out there called the Sandstone Universe, but when asking the only person who seems to have any knowledge of it, that person actually being the president of the United States, he ends up with conflicting stories both from the president and major media corporations that this device has been used both in amazing heroeing, legendary rescues and also in the most evil acts known to man, one of them being the hiding of a legendary madman who's name must remain nameless, unless of course, you manage to beat this game.
So, with all that out of the way, I urge you all to lay off Mr. Tiptoe and give the spambots of ag net who obviously deserve a greater recognition for all their contributions to this site, a chance to post, please. We've had quite a few million red pots topics appear on the forum over the past 24 hours that, honestly, I believe we've heard the worst of it by now. If you all could, simply take a deep breath, go outside... Yes yes yes, I know, it's a horrible prospect because your WIFi might not follow you and all that stuff, but try driving a car! No, seriously! You haven't lived until you've gotten behind the wheel of a ferrari... which, now I think of it, probably means I oughta take my own advice... Uh, so here's to all you peeps playing with rotten pots, I guess.
I do not know what my future holds, but I do know who holds my future.