Right away, in every apocalypse scenario.
Heck, I’m dying right now and I’m pretty sure it was just the freezing rain what done it.
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I get to hang out in the barren wasteland with Mad Max. Hmmm…original pre-crazy Mel Gibson Mad Max or new Tom Hardy Mad Max…I think I’ll take either one.
Hmm. Terminator apocalypse. Wonder what that was all about.
Why does not being afraid of animals, but liking them, lead to Terminator apocalypse, is what I’m asking.
Apocalypse. That looks funny. Apocalypse. Maybe I’m spelling it wrong. Apocolypse. Nope.
Someone should write a song called Apocalypso. Wait, that’s my idea. Noone else is allowed to write that song. Or, you know, call me, we can talk royalties. Apocalypso (c).
Pearatty: I think Mew beat you to the punch. (Not that there’s anything preventing you from writing a song with the same title.)
Mew? Who is this Mew person?
Ok, googled Mew. Jerks. Stealing my ideas right out of my head. Must adjust tinfoil hat.
Weird, as I was reading the comments, I turned on the TV and Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome was on.
I don’t think the mad max apocalypse needs another hero. They just need to know the way home.
I have no idea what’s going on in this comments thread. But carry on.
Dawn doesn’t know about the high-scrapers and the v-v-v-v-video from history back?
Ok, that didnt quite work out for me.
Bwah! Dawn called herself a weirdo!
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