Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
What this planet needs is a twenty-foot flying predator.
Huh. I just found out about this site tonight, myself. Let me guess, you saw it at Schlock Mercenary as well?
I noticed it over my roomie's shoulder.Dunno where she found it.
Isn't that some of the coolest artwork ever? When I have a bigger house, I want to decorate it with retropolis stuff. I have a couple of the prints already. And my wife actually thinks they're better than my Magicians' posters (which have decorated my place since before my wife moved in)so that's good...
"Better living through mindless escapism"What a tagline.
Sounds like my life's philosophy. :)
I think my favourite shirt is still a tossup between "Certified Evil Genius" and "Fraternal Order of Robotic Persons" - which is probably subtle enough to posted where I work.
I would have figured you for an "ask me about my deathray"
Yep. Stingray snatched that one up for me as soon as he bought it. Of course, when HE picks the style/cut, it generally winds up a lot less THERE than it would be if I'd chosen it...Yeah, Retropolis is as big a threat to my bank account and dresser space as Threadless is.
...Soon as he SAW it.For future reference, everything odd I say or do until Monday or so can generally be blamed on NyQuil.
Of course, when HE picks the style/cut, it generally winds up a lot less THERE than it would be if I'd chosen it...I regret nothing.
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