Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
What this planet needs is a twenty-foot flying predator.
I've never spewed Doritos out of my mouth before... that was great.The wife caught me making an "Oh, Crap" face at the mall a few weeks ago, when someone popped a balloon.
At least it was a .25; I would have been concerned if she had smuggled in a 1911 in that manner...
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