8 Years

Today marks 8 years since your passing mighty MOJ.  And yet your Grimm apprentice carries on your memories.  When I load up Golden Axe, I can still sense you playing next to me.  When I'm smashing trolls in Pigskin, I can still hear you laughing.  When I recklessly charge into battle as the Master Chief, you are still there in my mind saying "Paul Muad'Dib you are about to die."  When I drink an MGD I can still see you across the Beirut table.  You have left a hole on our lives, one that I don't ever want to heal fully.  I salute you my mentor, friend, and brother.  You will always be missed... until we meet again.
A Pigskin high score in your honor

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