When I was 11 or 12, I remember coming to the existential fork in the road upon realizing Samurai Shodown RPG was not going to come out in America. I thought to myself, "If I cry about this, what would I not cry about? Would I be crying forever about anything? What *is* sadness, after all, but a bittersweet moment in time?"
MOMMMM SCALEBOUND WAS CANCELLED SO I TOLD THE BOSS TO GO FUCK HIMSELF IM NOT BEING AN ELECTRICIAN UNTIL ITS TOMORROW TIME CAN YOU PICK ME UP