SHARK RELATED ISSUES.
Sell out With me, oh yeah Sell out With me, tonight The record company's gonna give me lots of money and everything's gonna be alright.
Ooh.
YOUR impractical.
Keep low key.
your welcome.
I'm not scared.
A green chair's what you get.
Originally Posted by Alive-Man Basically I need a willing test rat. Or, "guinea pig", as you will. I thought that I'd have enough, basically, of what I was doing, so I decided it was time to create a different form of virus. It would mutate the cells, creating mass hysteria. No one would know what to do, and, fearing the youth, the law would eventually be passed. Me, knowing this would happen, will be hiding in a bunker deep bellow the sea. There I will study the aquatic life there, until the year 2055. Then, I will emerge unscathed, into a world run entirely by mice. I will teach them how to ride motorcycles. I will then study them, or, "perform horrific dreadful experiments on them", if you will. I will eventually discover that these mice are from Mars. I will then travel to Mars, willing to receive whatever wondrous wonders I have be bathed in upon my coming.
