Bunny Dave Wilson

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your footsteps echo through the cold dimly lit corridors, a distant dripping permanates the inky blackness broken only by the weak glare of artificial lighting, suddenly the staccato sounds of gunfire fill the air, you stumble blindly, your hands grope the walls for direction but they are slick ...some kind of mucus substance...you slip ...your eyes struggle to find angles ..but only one giant cavernous object dominates your vision ...you have found the hive, you have found....petes gaff. buckfast is really natures way of holding pete's gaff together. anyway after i got past the bicycles i played some natural selection and if you've wasted the last few precious years playing games you should really try this. the aliens work as a hivemind and the marines have their commander, they should make a film out of it. c'est megatough. teh end.
natural selection
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