Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
What this planet needs is a twenty-foot flying predator.
Why anyone would admit, much less falsely claim, to work for the gov't is beyond me.
[As are so many things.]
You're just upset that I don't live in your jurisdiction so you can harass me in person. ;)
Oh, jeez, would y'all please get a room?;)
Okay, even I can spot baiting that's *that* obvious. ;)
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