Hello.

I'm back.

Let's do this ♥♥♥♥.

I'm having a spring cleaning week, basically I'm attacking all the places where I've ♥♥♥♥♥♥ lazy, so I finally got around to updating and organizing the Dropbox, feel free to browse but remember to keep that to yourselves.

I'm here to tell you all that I'll be gone for a little while longer. My disgust for 99% of the community became so overwhelming that I threw my hands up and said "♥♥♥♥ this ♥♥♥♥" and vowed never to return. I'm basically sick of the money-grabbing types of people that Overkill have become with ♥♥♥♥♥♥ DLC's, and everyone's ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ unrequited love for a company that is stealing from you by selling you worthless ♥♥♥♥ for a game about stealing ♥♥♥♥. It really is ironic, isn't it?

But I felt that I need to tell you all that I'm not dead or pissed off at any of you. I at least owed you all that.

And I have other ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up, complicated things going on in my life right now that I need to take care of. I need to cool off a bit before I come back. In the meantime, my son will be playing on my account (though it will be listed as Offline when he is active).

Maybe it's a midlife crisis thing...I dunno.

See you on the dark side of the moon.

-DS

If you don't own it yet... today's your chance. Grab it today, install it, it's yours, forever!

http://steamoss.com/steamstore/news/12151/

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the pack
Not a creature was heisting, not even 9mm or Strat.
The stockings were hung by the black van, you see,
In hopes that Overkill would fill them with DLC.

The members were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of Baldwin danced in their heads.
Muzzles in his nightgown, and Cook13s wearing the same
Were writing "Bile Is A ♥♥♥♥♥♥" in that Blockland game (♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥)

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
that it caused poor Cyclone to empty his bladder.
Away to the window .:D:. flew like a flash
Right past Stiletto, covered in some STD rash

The moon on the face of the new-fallen snow
was yellow with piss...MoCheese just had to go.
When, what to our wondering eyes should appear,
but Jason Voorhess carrying a fresh slaughtered reindeer.

Likely began carving the sacrificial beast
Preparing the venison for the holiday feast.
Aenphire showed up with the beer and the porn
No special reason...just his usual norm.

Cecil suited up, knowing that after our meal
We'd take to the streets, our hearts looking to steal.
YT was listening to the police radio chatter
In the case the pigs showed up to get splattered.

But before the group could put on their favorite masks,
There was but one more thing...one more important task.
"To Miami," Bile called, and the van suddenly took off,
"We must pick up Kouhai, and hope he's not jerking off."

So the crew embarked on their holiday quest,
Their bellies full of the North Pole's best.
And they were heard exclaiming as the van sped away
"♥♥♥♥ Team 7200 and that bastard CK!"

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL!