My mind reels inward on itself and begins searching for the appropriate insult to hurl at the person who, theoretically, spent time making these hexagonal arrangements.
Then, my brain shuts down altogether because it can't process that large of an amount of insults grammatically.
It's like google searching the word "porn", then trying to arrange all of the results alphabetically and by genre (hardcore, **********, vintage, bondage, etc.), and then putting all of that into lyrics for a song.
That's what it is like trying to insult the person who thought this skill update was a good idea.
https://mwomercs.com...uined-our-game/
Edited by Brody, 16 May 2017 - 10:50 PM.