Upon reading news on Rock Paper Shotgun of a free biscuit offering for indies, I was overjoyed! I expressed my interest immediately, and was duly promised one of these very rare specimens…
The wait was long. Too long. Something must’ve happened somewhere along the way! This made me sad.
Then, the news hit. Everybody else had already received their biscuits! This rendered me completely mad.
Also, hat. Yes.
Suspecting sabotage, I started an investigation whilst in a state of insanity. I thought about interrogating the dog, but refrained from doing so for obvious reasons.
After several unsuccessful inquiries I started to turn the house upside down. Could the biscuit I so longed for be hidden? I ended up in the garage.
Rummaging through a bunch of rubbish I find what I have been so desperately looking for.
As I descend ever further into madness I rip open the envelope.
Biscuits! BISCUITS! Devouring them leads to a momentary feeling of catharsis.
As my mind slowly becomes unclouded, I recall that the biscuits have spent considerable time in their transport container before I recovered them. It does not take long before an uneasy feeling hits me.
I suspect the consumption of these biscuits will have a considerable impact on my code writing abilities for the rest of the day.
Biscuits recovered, but humanity lost. I am but to wonder how it got to be this way…
Err, so yeah, check out my game Volo Airsport! It’s about wingsuit flying and it’s awesome! I’ve done a new trailer and everything!