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Praetorian sits in council with his imaginary ally...
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| Mr. Wibblesworth, you're my only true ally. Hobbie has turned against me, and is making a mockery of everything that is so true in my life! | |
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| This is very true Prae babes. Unfortunately, there's not much we can do without the aid of a group of l33t techies and numerous photos depicting Hobbie in embarassing sexual positions. | |
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| But Mr. Wibblesworth, surely there is something you can do to help me. I can't do it alone! | |
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| I can only council you babes. Remember, I'm only a figment of your imagination. | |
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...and reality strikes...
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| Surely there is SOMETHING I can do! | |
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| Aside from taking the train to Hobbie's city, and physically harming him, that pile of crap Macintosh computer isn't going to help at all. | |
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