by Larry Mal on Fri Mar 28, 2008 2:43 pm
I sleep on a simple woven straw mattress- when I sleep. I don't allow myself much of it, because I know my opponents don't sleep at all- their eyes are unblinking and filled with anger. The destruction of them occupies my every moment.
There is no covering on the only window in my room, but I don't look at the light much, it shines too bright, it distracts me from focusing on my moves, and gives me sharp headaches. To alleviate these I chew on aspirin, I wash it down with warm water and salt.
Nothing is too important in my quest for rank. Nothing. I beg of you- do not cross me. I will attain the rank of "Commodore" because I was born to do it. I will walk in the sky with other great men who have had the same rank, such as the great Lionel Richie, history will never forget what I have done.
It is all about rank on Conquer Club.