I consider this Aimbotter’s pivotal moment in his creating career before he settled into his identifyable astrotechno-infused design style. It is quite a treat, too. It reminds me of my pregnant wife upon a Delta Airlines flight, from which we peeked above the clouds. That infant motherfucker kicked my table and spilled my ginger ale all over my beige jorts.
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sorry about this gang