My mom is killing the demoscene
category: general [glöplog]
If my parents weren't so anxious about computers, they wouldn't forbid from sitting so many hours and becoming an uberfreak at a very early age when I was too young and had great childish energy to learn and explore. I would have very possibly discovered the demoscene much earlier back then and so I would have started at a very early energetic age. This concludes that I wouldn't have been sucking now so hard, wouldn't be a mothahackin wannabe, I would have been tripping on the ground, heading my head to the sky, dreaming, focusing, acting, releasing, becoming the ultimate king scener who would give some good kicks to the demoscene and rise it in heaven! The rest of my story wannasay that the king would find his princess, who will raise his powers with her geeky love, leading together to the all uberutopic, hyperfantastic cultural demoscene evolution, bringing the world domination and DEMOcracy over reality!
But it's just so far away from this. It's just a touch of imagination and dreams, fragile when coming back to reality. Just for one detail..
Oh my god, you've just killed demoscene Mom!
Optimus (analyze the fuck what is the current mind state of this crazy feellow, because I can't do it myself. I really don't know how can I write so fucking weird =))))
But it's just so far away from this. It's just a touch of imagination and dreams, fragile when coming back to reality. Just for one detail..
Oh my god, you've just killed demoscene Mom!
Optimus (analyze the fuck what is the current mind state of this crazy feellow, because I can't do it myself. I really don't know how can I write so fucking weird =))))
your motha sucks! ;)
Yes she does! =)
damn right, and she does it good!
Hmm,.. predictable!