XXX: I remembered it here. During my school years in the fourth grade, when I had just got a computer, I printed out drawers of joke with blood, brought them to school, and let the boys show them, together. Our strange sense of humour was crossed by the teacher, took the closets and read a lecture that, say, in good games to play, there, say, to walk on the lawn and collect flowers.
xxx: So, I remembered it during the game of Far Cry 3, when I, a rough reambo with a pudge machine gun, was walking on the lawn and gathering flowers. Hm