So close, yet so far.

I'm surrounded by midgets and underwear. both men's and women's. Great start to an evening, right?

Until a mining cart falls on you. Christ, what do I have to do to get a proper erotic death around here? Dying underneath underwear is just...a cruel tease.

On the plus side, I'm not totally fucked on that project like the guys are. Maybe they can get out of the homework by mentioning my death if I stay away long enough.

It's not like I'd be missed.