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Smoke Shackin'
Dear Mother,
I'm writing you from behind enemy lines. Things have been crazy the past couple of weeks. To be honest, I didn't fear the Noobs much at first. They all smoke Camel Lights and White Owls, so there was no reason to fear. Our Fog attacks were so superior that I didn't think the Noobs would last three days. But somehow they held on.
As the week went on, I began to notice that more mailboxes had blown up...some of the Fogs were taking damage. but I never worried Mother, because I was smart. I launched my attacks anonymously...no reason to leave a trace. I've been in war before. I know that you never want your enemy to know who you are. I walked away from the Mailbox with a grin on my face. Poor Noobs..they'll never see it coming. Aparently, I wasn't smart enough though...because today, I was hit. I know, I know...I promised I wouldn't get hurt, but these are the effects of War.
Somehow, Sethro figured out who I was and attacked me. A nice little bomb that I thought at first was a book in the mail. I grabbed it excitedly...Then, BOOM!
But don't worry Mom...What Sethro doesn't understand is that I've got a little care package coming to me Memorial day weekend from Tampa Florida, and when it arrives...well, let's just say that paybacks a bitch.
Sorry for the language Mom.
As always, Your Loving Son.
Opusxfiles
I'm writing you from behind enemy lines. Things have been crazy the past couple of weeks. To be honest, I didn't fear the Noobs much at first. They all smoke Camel Lights and White Owls, so there was no reason to fear. Our Fog attacks were so superior that I didn't think the Noobs would last three days. But somehow they held on.
As the week went on, I began to notice that more mailboxes had blown up...some of the Fogs were taking damage. but I never worried Mother, because I was smart. I launched my attacks anonymously...no reason to leave a trace. I've been in war before. I know that you never want your enemy to know who you are. I walked away from the Mailbox with a grin on my face. Poor Noobs..they'll never see it coming. Aparently, I wasn't smart enough though...because today, I was hit. I know, I know...I promised I wouldn't get hurt, but these are the effects of War.
Somehow, Sethro figured out who I was and attacked me. A nice little bomb that I thought at first was a book in the mail. I grabbed it excitedly...Then, BOOM!
But don't worry Mom...What Sethro doesn't understand is that I've got a little care package coming to me Memorial day weekend from Tampa Florida, and when it arrives...well, let's just say that paybacks a bitch.
Sorry for the language Mom.
As always, Your Loving Son.
Opusxfiles
