My prediction is I would rather not..

Monster death machines roll the invaders out of the nation already rising in splendor. We the unstoppables, we who fight for freedom, against the currents that must cease, to fall to waste, to be devastated in future present, take destiny as a cake, too much.

The next war is this:

If you write poetry you must..

The over love lord.

The super liberals.

How to survive Russia as a tourist.

News Flash!

Not real.

Or is the future truly brighter than the past.

A gun can't do this:

A kiss to his mind.

How much fun?

Her arms became a jet pack and she flew for my miles, then landed on top of me. "Hello darling!"

Aging could be the best adventure ever.

Face off with the dark.

The day a hero was.

A charming smile.

I am a finisher, not just a fighter.

A Better World with Spiderman!

The wrong pleasure.

Obviously Russia can lose, but how exactly?