This week, we encountered something of a family crisis. It has now passed, but it served to show that when the chips are down, we can cross the generations, pull together and redefine our positions as required.
We are family.
Gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc - We gladly feast on those who would subdue us ...
You better believe it, baby.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Crysis
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