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I know I’m loosing my eyesight as the years go by but, dam that shit ain’t right.

Gingers have no souls ...I learned this lesson the hard way..and anyone who says otherwise, never really experienced what they will and can do.

I’d settle for a tame raptor and a saddle, ride that to work. Say goodbye to traffic jams.

Ground crew their arms wide..

**Spoilers ** As River Song would say.

I’m afraid the worst movie ever title goes to Titanic....seriously I will never ever get those three hours back..ever.

Next best thing? playing Forza 4 for 24 hours on the Circuit de la Sarthe.

Rip count dooku

I’ll be the first to admit my vision is getting worse as the years go.by....but I don’t see any big bird in the image...

Their patience is eternal...their hunger is endless...they will sleep in the void for a millennia if needed....

Maximus. Approves..

But he the T-800 would of known there are NO plasma rifles in that year. That part always bothered me.

Stand down ladies and gents..... Its Friday!!!

I’ll be watching you....

Just imagine the numbers if humanity suffered an alien invasion.........

one zabillion stars to you

No picture.....just a friendly reminder... They are everywhere.....

In your coffee cup too.....

Bastards are everywhere...