[Look at that Simon's finally managed to fulfill a life dream of moving somewhere where it never snows! Which is to say, he died and went to hell. And well-earned, too, with all the death and destruction he caused. Congratulations, Simon!
Excuse him, though, while he ducks behind a boulder to hyperventilate (can he even breathe?) and feel sorry for himself.]
Excuse him, though, while he ducks behind a boulder to hyperventilate (can he even breathe?) and feel sorry for himself.]