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  1. (This BBCode requires its accompanying plugin to work properly.) (This BBCode requires its accompanying plugin to work properly.)
  2. http://emojipedia.org/unicorn-face/
  3. git: 'grumpy' is not a git command. See 'git --help'.
  4. ������ EDIT: TIL the LucasForums do not like Unicode emojis.
  5. Oh, I forgot to disable backface culling:
  6. What's with all the bigwigs coming out of the woodwork? Did someone lose their updog?
  7. Oh, yes, it was the best of times, it was the worst of times. *sets up the black and white filter* (This BBCode requires its accompanying plugin to work properly.) Submitted for your approval: two compatriots, finding each other in an overflowing coach station in central London. One, wearing a remarkable white fluffy hat, the other a strangly cut beard. They've never seen each other before, but yet, they each immediately recognize the other. Names are exchanged, then they embark on their fateful journey. (This BBCode requires its accompanying plugin to work properly.) With the sky as bright as a shiny tuppence coin, they make their way to the confusing place locals call the "rail station". People everywhere, arrows pointing in disagreeing directions. The hatted compatriot types things in an arcane device and off they go into one of these random directions. Quickly they hop onto a soon moving vehicle. (This BBCode requires its accompanying plugin to work properly.) Not much later they arrive at a place. A place that's not what it seems. A place that should be something else. A place that's...not the "James Bed and Breakfast". They knock, they yell. After what feels like an eternity, the door opens. A woman stands there, denying the assumed reality of the place. In fact, the woman tells the sordid tale of other people ariving, each turned away. So many, that she even notified the local constabulary. The two compatriots leave, defeated. As if on cue, it begins to rain, nay, to pour. (This BBCode requires its accompanying plugin to work properly.) What to do? What to do in this harsh place, with no bed, no breakfast, no nothing? While the one companion is near a breakdown, the other one is stronger: she has a plan! She offers a sacrifice to the strange powers in her arcane device, braving all dangers, and finds a place where her fellow can rest. Exhausted, but very grateful, the bearded follows the hatted into the maw of the city. She find a wonderful place full of crowns and local delicacies called "burgers". They quickly eat, for their time grew short, and give a quick statement at the same constabulary mentioned before. (This BBCode requires its accompanying plugin to work properly.) Before long, their time together reached its end. Wet to the bone, and bewildered by their strange experiences, they quickly exchange their rituals of farewell. The hatted compatriot vanishes into the rain, never to be seen again. One remains. ...
  8. Oh, right, yeah, crap, forgot about that. I've been kinda busy lately with (unrelated) stupid stuff, sorry. I'll continue the epic tale tomorrow; right now I'm barely awake to not stumble over my words here.
  9. You mean like (This BBCode requires its accompanying plugin to work properly.) ?
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