I know how he feels. So many times, this man (err...Duck) has had victory snatched from his grasp. So many times the world has decided to throw physics out the window. I mean...the man doesn't even get hit with the bow, but his beak goes 90 degrees. Life's not fair, but it's something I've accepted. It doesn't mean I can't bitch about it. It doesn't mean that I can't blow up a small moon, to alleviate my frustration. It just means that I know after I'm done, things will be the same. Nothing will change, but maybe I'll be too exhausted to care.
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