But I still don't trust that professor. He can guide a soviet space capsule safely to splashdown with a computer made from coconuts but he can't save himself from the Island of the damned. AND Gillian was having more sex than he was and to those two single girls he was catnip. He should have banged them until he fell asleep.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.
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The clue's in the name!
So we are a "Root-Witch" and "Hugan" And are very familiar with such practices... just more of the things we studied...
Yeah, gimme Gilligan's Island any day! Oh yoo hoo, Ginger and Mary-Anne!
Who always could make a key lime pie without any ingredients for such be existing on this island.
But I still don't trust that professor. He can guide a soviet space capsule safely to splashdown with a computer made from coconuts but he can't save himself from the Island of the damned. AND Gillian was having more sex than he was and to those two single girls he was catnip. He should have banged them until he fell asleep.
The Howells had it the best. They seemed to have an unlimited amount of Mai Tai's and Blue Hawaiians. With their own little Tiki bar.
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