I played with the fat man and the water tub. Those online games whereby you hit some handle then the fat man falls into the goddamn tub. I hit the handle for 20 times, and i didnt feel any much better. I played another one whereby you can just bash the man's face again and again and he'll get all sort of bruises and he'll starts to bleed. I dont feel any better. Dad shared half a bottle of beer with me. Actually, people who drink are not bad people. It's just an interest, afterall beer is made of what, i dont know, or is it wine's made of grapes? Heck man, i cant be bothered. It's kinda yummy, and for a moment, i feel sufficient, and i dont wanna do no bashing nor throwing no men into whatever wooden tubs. Yummy beer. I wonder how long this feeling will last.