Yeah. That's the ticket.
Hot space chicks and adorable little robot dogs. Now there's a future I can look forward to, even if I'm only a head floating in a tray of plasma by then.
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The compound is under construction. Gathering enough plywood, galvanized tin and used trailers takes time, not to mention stockpiling all the shotgun ammo, canned goods and bourbon.
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I can honestly state that I love her.
I knew there was a reason why JFK was so emotionally invested in the space race.
I must get a pair of those space/Beatle boots.
I was interested in the boots too! Space-Gogo boots would come in handy just about anywhere I think.
I'm glad to see that her forearms are sufficiently protected... I'll take the outfit minus those dragon nails, they kinda scare me.
Yeah, what Splotchy said...
Oh my!
Take me there!
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