Big Deal. Give Me Nine Years And I Could Hole That Shot From There, Too
Golf. A good walk spoiled.
Golf. A good walk spoiled.
And your mother wouldn’t let you have a BB gun.
(Thanks to Borderline regular Gerard at American Digest for blasting that our way)
Look, I hate to break it to you, but there was only one Star Trek. It had Shatner rolling through the universe and barking out his lines in a sort of morse code. The rest was conversation, and not a very interesting one at that. It was cheesy and plenty of fun, like most things made for TV in the sixties.
Well, in this hurry-up world of ours, the properly culturally astute person has to brush up on their Trek dreck from time to time. Don’t wanna get caught confusing the Catullans with the Iotians and giving the dreadful Star Wars tribes any ammo about who’s more important. We’re here to help. So here’s all 56 episodes of the real deal Star Trek, all at the same time.
You’re welcome. Live longer and prosper.
Absolutely fargin’ epic episode of FPS Russia. It’s all very well and good to equip your remote-controlled quadrotor with a HDHero camera and get some nice aerial views of your 50-50 grinds on your skateboards, but of course FPS Russia has to take it up a notch or three. Quadrotor with machine gun, coming up!
(A little salty language)
Nice to see the cash for clunkers program is still going strong there at the end. I always supected FPS Russia was an ecology nut.
(Thanks to Gerard at American Digest for sending that one along. I hear he knew several women named Charlene, and all capable of more destruction)