On friday, I'm flying to Ireland, with its white sheeps and red-haired pullovered.
My parents told me that I had to improve my spoken english.
That's why I wanted to post that stuff, as useless as usual.
It's the story of a weird piece of cheese who lost his mum.
Eventually, the cheesy thing is run over by a car.
It's a sad story.
Once I'll have posted that note, I'm gonna upload my games (only for YOU, Mac-owners) and see who will be able to say with words how much they are useless.
I reached the level 10 in the game Easy Opening, it's harder than a frozen squirrel.
I hope you're all having a good time,
Orteil