Pop Tart and I had an affair. We both left our wives to be with each other. Alas, that was many years ago, and, like most affairs, it didn’t work out. Pop Tart was a man who loved his chicken, and me…I was a pork man. IT WASN’T MEANT TO BE. We moved on, after a rough break-up (during which Pop Tart cried for three days straight..no lie) but life was never the same. We both longed for the glory days, galavanting through the meadows, and the other sappy things that people like that do. Until one day, just as we had forgotten about each other…we met again, on the WCU counter strike server. Pop Tart, admin at the time, imposed his powerful admin commands on me, threatening to uberslap me or slay me if I didn’t leave him at once. Clearly, he was still broken up about the rough break-up. Eventually though, he saw that life would go on, and we lived happily ever after as CS 1.6 admins. THE END
