It’s official, I have to put my foot down.
NO MORE GRID-WIDE HUNTS.
I don’t want to hunt in any more, I don’t want to partake as a business in any more. It’s getting–no. It’s gotten ridiculously out of hand. I swear to god I’m going to make a t-shirt that says “PRAD WAS RIGHT”.
Stopping the madness has to begin somewhere. I’m starting with the elf in the mirror, to paraphrase the Michael Jackson song.