As well as men, boys and girls, kids and aged individuals. Make sure you Sight

post this in variants, this kind of post don’t belong here. thanks

Men’s team too (foil).
Cannot win on the track, but can shoot with rifle or bow or stab any one who comes close.
Proud to keep the enemy at bay.

@Brain:

@Dylan:

@Brain:

Barbie loved G.I. Joe with Kung Fu grip.

Why? Was it more aggressive then Ken?

Barbie likes the bad boys.

XXXI

But they aren’t even anatomically correct!

Heres something from Ultravox:

I want to be a machine-
I found the bones of all your ghosts
Locked in the wishing well
While birdsong gourmets dragged empty nets
I slumbered in my shell

In mitternacht, die mensch-maschine
Kissed me on my eyes
I rose and left the fire-ladies
Glowing lonely in the night
With all the pornographers
Burning torches beneath the sea

Chorus:

I want to be a machine
I want to be a machine
I want to be a machine
I want to be a machine

I stole a cathode face from newscasts
And a crumbling fugue of songs
From the reservoir of video souls
In the lakes beneath my tongue
In flesh of ash and silent movies
I walked at boulevards again
A nebula of unfinished creatures
From the lifetimes of my friends
I hope your innocence has depraved me

(Chorus)

Broadcast me, scrambled clean
Or free me from this flesh
Let the armchair cannibals take their fill
In every cell across wilderness
We’ll trip such a strangled tango
We’ll waltz a wonderland affair
Let’s run to meet the tide tomorrow
Leave all emotion dying there
In the star cold beyond all of your dreams
–-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Stranger Within—
Light comes through a crack in the door
I tape up the windows once more
Tight like a cold hand of steel
Don’t fear the stranger within

Hands that petrify in the air
Eyes catching things never there
Sweet tension caught on my breath
Don’t fear the stranger within

Watch every shape that escapes
Scared to make the final mistake
Speak to hear the sound of your voice
Don’t fear the stranger within

Sit in the corner with your back to the wall
Pray to your God with your head in your hands
Your mask of fear is shrinking fast
It’s closing in more amour
You stand on borrowed time, your sweating palms and chilling brow
Your wide-eyed panic makes you laugh, you cry and laugh
Freeze until the noise decays, a shuffle from behind a door
Your throat is tight, it makes you choke and smoke and choke
Eyes will grow accustomed to the dark, a stifled scream that won’t come out
There’s nothing more to fear from the stranger within

Don’t fear the stranger within
I feel the stranger within
I see the stranger within
Don’t know the stranger within
I am the stranger within
I am the stranger within

Yea, well, now you see why I re-enlisted, CC.  Easier working days, less responsibility, much better benefits, a lot less stress, longer life expectancy….

Ah well…I hear teaching’s a breeze compared to being a senior project manager…

we never should of been in nam. Diem was a jack-ass, and the country didn’t want to fight.

At least we were successful protecting south korea.

Hmmm… I think so. I suppose that a rating system would be handled like a sort of online poll.