The hands on the clock tick inexorably on… … the numbers on the digital screen roll inevitably towards no… … time is tight, the fuse is getting much shorter and the beads of sweat on your forehead are glowing at a loss light of the LCD… … you have actually come to a place where the only thing you feel are filled weapons in your face… … can YOU manage the DREADFUL DUE DATE DOOM?!? TICK THRAKAKAKATHOOM!
Uh oh. You blew it.
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