-I was only 9 years old.
-I loved Comic Vine so much, I responded to all the threads.
-I prayed to the staff every night, thanking them for the gift of Comic Vine.
-"Comic Vine is love" "Comic Vine is life"
-GiantBomb hears me and calls me a fag.
-I knew they were just jealous of our devotion to the comics.
-I call them Gam3r N00BS and remind them of Half Life 3.
-They go into rage mode with the DSR-50 and shoot me down.
-I'm crying now, my body hurts.
-I lay in my bed and it's cold.
-A warmth is moving towards me.
-It's Comic Vine!
-They whisper in my ear "For the record, this is not canon"
-I cry tears of joy for Comic Vine.
-I can feel the Plot Device Armor crawling through my body.
-Comic Vine roars a mighty roar, fiercer than the destruction of Krypton.
-GiantBomb walks in.
-Comic Vine stairs them straight in the eyes and says "I didn't even need prep time"
-Comic Vine leaves and all the days from here on out are known as "Post New Crisis"
-Comic Vine is love, Comic Vine is life.
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