Where’s the fucking fast-forward button?

And before the dawn, ’tis darkest.  Or some such shit.

Why do spats ever so slightly cheer me up a bit?  That’s…so me.

And for good measure.  Play it again, Sam.

Also, giant heavy looking things crashing around.  I want to go drop something off a cliff and watch it smash into a thousand pieces.  Gravity would require way less effort than a hammer.

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