Throughout all of this Luke was able to stay connected and supported by his friends and other members of his guild. He attributes his ability to move on and be ready for the next phase of his life through the enjoyment of WoW and his guildies.

So he gave him one boot. I said, ‘One boot′s no bloody good! Give him two boot[s]!’ So he chucks over another boot, and a pair of strides.

[…] them with Fire and hoſtile Arms / Fearleſs aſſault, and to the brow of Heav'n / Purſuing, drive them out from God and bliſs, / Into thir place of puniſhment, the Gulf / Of Tartarus, which ready opens wide / His fiery Chaos to receave thir fall.

I hate when multi-level marketing salesmen cold approach me in coffee shops.