You know how it’s only the most amazing and unbelievable experiences of your life that you have no proof for?  The pity-fuck when you were 19 and drunk – that one, you’ll always have the herpes from as definitive proof. The time you got to cop a feel on Scarlett Johansson?  Sorry, that only exists in your mind, so it never happened.

That’s sort of what T3 is for us right now… to put it in simpler terms, I’ve been slacking off about taking screenshots.  That’s a totally comparable situation to Scarlett, right?

Hot Upper: Down.

Al’Kabor: Down.

Miragul’s: …Fuck this raid right in its big stupid face.  Still working on it.