
In the arcade, there were a large number of colorful, attractive machines that yielded amusement to the masses every weekday from 9am to 5pm. Children would come from far and wide to spend the game tokens leftover from the previous night, buy some extra, and only get to use part of them before closing time. It was the perpetual, indestructible cycle of life.
Sometimes a machine would go out of service, and - depending on its popularity - it would get unplugged and pushed into a corner to be forgotten until another time. There was one machine that seemed to have been in such a state for a long time, but not because it was out of service. Perhaps it had something to do with its popularity...
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"The Arcade"
This one's for you, Magic Mountain.
“Timby, I know you’re awake! Don’t lie!” –Nixy, Contradictionary - Party
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"But Mommy, I wanna play THAT game!!!"
Epic, Quartz. Epic.
Praise the Lord! Hallelu!
I don't care what the devil's gonna do!
The Word and faith is my sword and shield
And Jesus is Lord of the way I feel!
Just wait
Gee, why spend money when parenthood is a free ticket to endless consternation? And guilt. And worries.
The artwork is fabulous, Quartz. As always. One can't help wondering exactly what goes on in that sinister looking little booth....
We should take our comfort from God's word, not from the circumstances of our lives.