Journals
Hello tha_crazy! This is your 500th login. A true TWHLer!
I'v Uploaded Sp_dumpster and I'm getting feedback whether to continue or not.
Yeah, I'm sure she is Alex;)
Hey, she's nice. Really.
Lol... Teh monkey is teh Horny 
Don't laugh at me ;).
Hahaha, good luck, Alex. 
My college is closed today. Hope it gets re-opened before Friday, wouldn't want to miss Russian with the nice Ukranian girl(s).
Hmm...I need to make another map...haven't thought of that, but then...no time... :
Something that might spice up the journal...
A pretty good reason why not to use Internet Explorer...
A pretty good reason why not to use Internet Explorer...
i've almost been here for two years
FUCKING HABBOI, to the sound of Fucking Hostile by Pantera.
Hello habboi! This is your 500th login. A true TWHLer!
Heh heh cool!
Heh heh cool!
SHAPE OF MY HABBOI to the tune of SHAPE OF MY HEART BY STING
He makes the maps as if in meditation
And those he maps never are bad
He doesn?t map for the money he wins
He doesn?t map for respect
He helps the noobs to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of probable outcome
The mappers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this toy
but that?s not the shape of my habboi
He may play the map called train
He may lay the map named cartoon
He may conceal a rifle in his name
While the memory of it swoons
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this toy
But that?s not the shape of my habboi
That?s not the shape, the shape of my habboi
And if I told you that I loved you
You?d maybe think there?s something wrong
I?m not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who smile are lost
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this toy
But that?s not the shape of my habboi
That?s not the shape of my habboi
He makes the maps as if in meditation
And those he maps never are bad
He doesn?t map for the money he wins
He doesn?t map for respect
He helps the noobs to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of probable outcome
The mappers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this toy
but that?s not the shape of my habboi
He may play the map called train
He may lay the map named cartoon
He may conceal a rifle in his name
While the memory of it swoons
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this toy
But that?s not the shape of my habboi
That?s not the shape, the shape of my habboi
And if I told you that I loved you
You?d maybe think there?s something wrong
I?m not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who smile are lost
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this toy
But that?s not the shape of my habboi
That?s not the shape of my habboi
Almost Finished with Game010B, just need to edit a couple more things and finish it up, then ship it out. Next couple areas are going to be for scenery and show-off exploits. Should take a week or two to get started. 