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Posted on July 14, 2008 5:22 PM
Jimmy was late getting home from the Scout meeting. Hearing a rustle in the near by bushes, he held back behind a tree to see who was there. Suddenly a familiar figure loomed out of the darkness silhouteed by the full moon. Damn, the Hammerhead kids next door were out for another midnight foray of paintball!
July 14, 2008 5:45 PM
July 14, 2008 17:45
Of course Agent Jay zapped poor Jimmy just an hour later and he lost all memory of the sighting...but remember
There's always an Arquillian Battle Cruiser, or a Corillian Death Ray, or an intergalactic plague that is about to wipe out all life on this miserable little planet, and the only way these people can get on with their happy lives is that they Do... Not... Know about it!"
July 14, 2008 10:45 PM
July 14, 2008 22:45
This one speaks for itself, no caption required
Militant Bibliophile |
July 16, 2008 2:26 PM
July 16, 2008 14:26
Jimmy, phone home.
July 17, 2008 12:45 AM
July 17, 2008 00:45
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