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Friday, January 16, 2009

When Onions and Bean Sprouts Meet

It's like when your mom asks you to take something for the storeroom.
That place is really isolated from your home. There's no light bulb inside. You have to bring a torchlight. You've always felt uneasy about that place.
You go in, pick up what you're supposed to, and prepare to leave.
As you turn your back, you feel a presence behind you, pressing against you.

That's when you get pwned. Really badly.