a multiplayer game of parenting and civilization building
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It’s Ulah First. Honey, I still have no idea what you meant by roaming. My guess is that you were one of the guys on horseback trying to kill the arc. It was hard to leave my town but I’m no match for three or so guys on horseback with a bow. I started vigorously popping babies at 14, but at 15 by some Jasus miracle I stumbled upon a carrot patch, started a town and carried my family for about 40 more generations, possibly still going. I can’t tell.
Bye Grandbaby. I came back as a baby and danced on your grave, FYI
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veteran of an OHOL town called Karltown. Not really a veteran and my names not Karl
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