Written on an Airbed

A message for Quinto.

I knew it was something. I could taste it in your messages. Vista. You're infected. Hell, for all I know that shit started with you. That's right, I blame you for the worldwide release of a major operating system, by the biggest software company in the world. It is all on your head. And my outrage is potent, and justified, Mister.

21 January, 2008 - 20:45

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