Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
What this planet needs is a twenty-foot flying predator.
That's cool. I rarely tag people for memes, and I wasn't going to be offended if you didn't see the tag/didn't want to participate. I thought this was particularly fun because you have the opportunity to wax pot-shottish at the crap music of your 18th year. I think I was much too kind, frankly.
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