Friday, 15 February 2013
Pasta la Vista baby
Listen, and understand. That terminator is out there. It can't be bargained with. It can't be reasoned with. It doesn't feel pity, or remorse, or fear. And it absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are dead. Or at least until you're al dente.
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