Double Fine has no relatives. See, Double Fine was not born like average humans. Double Fine was birthed out of sheer awesomeness. It is like an endlessly dense field of energy suddenly hitting critical mass, and bringing forth the most jawdroppongly awesome being in existentence.<quoted text>
I know, I know... I am not worthy, and my boyfriend is going to be really super, ubar mad when I say.... I think I love you! Would you by chance be related to Ubarlight? If you are a true champion against the lackluster wussdome of the mediocre and the humdrum, then I am convinced that you have a brother, or close relative in the world you should be aware of. And let it be known, that I have a deep admiration of this relative, you may or may not know of. In fact, I have been searching the world over to return to him a lost artifact that he dropped on the hallowed ground as he laid waste to a rampaging mob of lackluster, and mediocre denizens. Perhaps if you are aware of this relative, you can let him know that Death Kitten has recovered his Nokia cell phone, which is now an ancient relic, and was the model that was notorious for butt dialing only important individuals, like the boss or the ex. But I am hoping it will bring a nostalgic tear to his eye upon recovery of his prehistoric electronic device.
What say you?
Yet, this awesome being has more humility in his little toe, than Mandela, Dalai Lama and Ghandi had in their whole lives!
Double Fine is a the contradiction of an oxymoron. Double Fine is the adherence AND defiance of logic. Double Fine, simply... IS.
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