Today's mailbag features your Counter-Strike dreams, scary as they might be. Here's an example:
I said to him, "Holy $&*# dad, I didn't know you were such a good shot!" As soon as the last one was down, a DeLorean drove up from behind us. It sort of jumped 20 feet into the air, flipped upside down in midair, then fell onto my dad, squishing him. Terrorists Win!Uh huh. They just get weirder, too. Check it out, won't you?
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