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Sunday, July 18, 2010

A New Passenger

"It is without any doubts pleasure to be on this spatial shuttle of vacation and of relaxation and of recreation master, Mario. Hoist. Said Stavros that it slipped to leg pants of his friend and around his size. "How are you going today, my partner in the crime?" It asked. Mystery Man of X (while carrying his suit and the mask of Mario) tried to remain the point and composed, but it did not like the snakes and did not want the torsion of snakes and to slip on him. "I go well, thank you Stavros. Can you go to prepare my dinner? "Man mystery said in his imitation of Mario false better. Big smile Stavros, but at the far end of his heart and his soul, it knew that something was different. It had a project.
Under the vessel, in his spatial highly scientific sui, John Devereaux used plungers to climb alongside the exterior one vessel. It found the door and the opens. It leans on the button of decompression and removed his body the space. It needed to rediscover his friend, with quick attentiveness.

"Do excuse me, Aggro? Did you notice something different about Mario since that we are trip on the space ship? "Stavros asked his better friend and worshipper. Looked at Aggro the gigantic snake with its red eyes, the cross crocodile crocodile did not say a word. It seems that Mario does not have any program of the animal to begin to speak, a costly error. "You are a robot!" The snake yelled. Unexpected Stavros the loquet on the back of the animal and saw his cord nutrition, it was load, it was at forty percent. "Jesus Christ." Stavros murmured as it goes out. Aggro waddling on the piece to find Potepenko.

John Devereaux carried out a meticulous research for his friend, the mysterious man, his childhood friend, the one that it was as larrons some fails with. It needed him to find, or it would be too late, the legion would have stopped existing. The legion must survive in the world to survive. Little John does not know, it is only the beginning of a massive fuck battery.

"Greetings poorly!" Mario, Aggro, and said Potepenko to the other as they drank the very night. All was well with the three amigos. At least currently, which is. In the long term, they were in a penalty world.

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