I don't know about you guys but I drove out into the country early Sunday morning to try and catch a glimpse of NASA's comet dust flying saucer thing burning up. I ended up at an airport and waited around for 15 minutes. Besides the coke machine that was rattling and scaring the shit out of me, there was nobody around for a good distance. I hung around until a little after 1:56 AM or whatever time it entered the atmosphere, no dice. Didn't see anything except for something that was probably a plane, what with the blinking red light on the side of it and all. Thanks for nothing again, NASA.
Thank you for coming! By reading this far I can see you obviously aren't sickened by nerd crap and you want more! Here's some ancient 17-year-old computer art from someone named "Park" and I know you'll treasure it as much as I do.
And you thought women had one-dimensional script intros that treated them like sex objects. Ewoks have it even worse.
No one seems to like the new Doom box art. But it's still the same old Doom Guy under that space marine helmet. Right?
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