You're surprisingly elitist for your lack of elitism. Off-topic: RWD and ice patches don't mix well... --- Post updated --- Europe's rednecks gonna party like it's 2010.
I never said I wasn't on one of those sides, I just said they all have their problems. OT: Computer: "Next stop, C 15. Estimated time remaining: data retrieval error. Current time is: 08:02, with outside temperature of 105 degrees." Citizen: "Guess we're both in the same boat. My name's Samuel. And you are... okay, I guess you're a man of few words. But I have the faintest memory of your face - I think it was on TV some years ago, back when we still had TV's. 'Gary Fremont,' or something, isn't it? Anyhow, if you're headed to City 15, I have some advice for you." "First of all, put on this gas mask, and do not even THINK about taking it off until you're indoors. In case you somehow don't know, they're putting... something... in the air. It is some noxious crap, and one whiff will have you coughing up bloody foam. And the City 15 Hospital is the last place you want to end up. I've heard the horror stories... *shudders*" "Second, whatever the Metropolice tell you to do, for God's sakes, just do it! I made the mistake of asking questions back in City 21, and long story short, that's how I lost my right leg. The cop just threw his rusty-ass drone at me and hacked it clean off! A few inches higher and they would've had to revoke my viable reproductive status... and if they do that to you, I suggest you make peace with whatever deity in which you believe." "Hey, wait a minute... you're Gordon Freeman! I've heard all about you, and what you did back at Black Mesa. I hope you die in the slowest, most painful way the Combine can come up with... Earth-traitor! I'm not saying another word to you." To be continued...