Really? Well thats a shame I can't be included then in the title! Ah well....guess I should join the cause...WAKE UP!!@#$@#$ Us want the game!
the game will be released at the same time-point over the world originating in America, so why would you want to be in the title... it's directed at the location where the telltale offices are.
At sunrise we'll all dance the hempen jig
So raise up your pint of rum and take another swig
The curse of Captain Morgan has led us to this fate
So have no fear, and don't look back, the afterlife awaits!
'Twas Friday morn when we set sail,
And we had not got far from land,
When the Captain, he spied a lovely mermaid,
With a comb and a glass in her hand
Oh the ocean waves may roll,
And the stormy winds may blow,
While we poor sailors go skipping aloft
And the land lubbers lay down below, below, below
And the land lubbers lay down below
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Yeah, cursing and getting mad will get you very far.
It'll get here soon so get a Valium and chillax a bit!
Yer but what would is.... building a time travel devise
My friend, it has been a very long day so far.
the game will be released at the same time-point over the world originating in America, so why would you want to be in the title... it's directed at the location where the telltale offices are.
Dude just go outside a bit, sitting behind your PC isn't going to speed up the guys at telltale... and ranting on the forum really isn't helping!
Now stop jacking the Topic and let's get back to the songs!!!
Take one down and pass it around
9997 bottles of beer on the wall
So raise up your pint of rum and take another swig
The curse of Captain Morgan has led us to this fate
So have no fear, and don't look back, the afterlife awaits!
9997 bottles of beer on the wall
9997 bottles of beer
Take one down and pass it around
9996 bottles of beer on the wall
I wish I had at least one bottle of beer....
watching matrix. Was gonna watch POTC but watched it last week
And we had not got far from land,
When the Captain, he spied a lovely mermaid,
With a comb and a glass in her hand
Oh the ocean waves may roll,
And the stormy winds may blow,
While we poor sailors go skipping aloft
And the land lubbers lay down below, below, below
And the land lubbers lay down below