My knee gave out at work today and all I could think of was this
My knee gave out at work today and all I could think of was this
Permanent injuries suck.
My knee gave out at work today and all I could think of was this
Permanent injuries suck.
It always bothered me that all the guards in stealth games noisily trudge around each other, yawning, complaining, coughing, but if they hear a whisper of a footstep coming from you they instantly find it highly suspicious and worthy of immediate investigation. Like, how do they know it's not just another one of their noisy buddies?
"Hmm. Must have been the wind"
"!"
"A box...?"
"A box?"
"Is it steel?"
"Are there locks?"
"Is it filled with a pox?"
"A pox? How delightful, a pox"