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No amount of convincing or great ideas like "it fell into my bag" will stop me from playing this game. I will face the consequences and be held accountable for my wrongdoings. I scoff at the "Mostly Positive" reviews and so I'll grasp onto this as my justification for robbing valve of their 49.99$.
Kindly,
Zimba
Just as the serpent tempted Eve into eating the apple, I installed and started playing the game I unrightfully stole. Water fills my VR headset as I sob with guilt, wailing "forgive me!" like a woman in the 1700s who just accidentally showed her ankles while dancing with a man she isn't wed to. She'll be hung by sunrise.
I can't bring myself to return the game that is no longer virgin to my thumbs rolling the pimax joysticks. I murmur to her in a sensual way, "sakura....sakura....sakura yuuhi" as I place the white office fan under her dark skirt and reach for her quim.
I will be judged for my thievery and falling to my temptations. Judgement is unknown. Will it be a long line of fat women at the DMV or gabe newell grasping a pair of dull garden shears with white knuckles, ready to repeatedly circumcise me every day for an eternity?Prometheus would warn me of the furious anger and great vengeance soon to come my way, but I would ignore it.