Once in science fiction...

One bled over the cuckold’s nest

I believe so much in “America” that I cry foul when you don’t stand for our national anthem, yet I will threaten to overthrow the government if the election doesn’t go my way.

I must say I’m starting to have some doubts about this Trump gentleman. I initially quite liked his idea to make America great again; I was lucky enough to visit the country recently and I rated it only “very good” rather than “great” (I knocked a mark off because the hotel kept forgetting to change our towels and…

it’s just a picture of legs that cuts to an image of a man standing in a burning house and he has a goat head and his eyes are the black of the void and then it cuts back to an image of legs with paint on them and then it’s the goat headed man and he’s closer to the foreground and I can smell sulfur and then it cuts…

YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE! IT WAS SAID YOU WOULD DESTROY THE TELECOMS, NOT JOIN THEM! BRING BALANCE TO THE INTERNET... NOT LEAVE IT IN DARKNESS!

When reached by Kotaku, the Ford dealership said they didn’t know what we were talking about.

Last time I saw a ship get scraped up like that was when I saw a historical document on the NSEA-Protector pulling out of drydock for the first time.

All choices have consequences.