Sunday, 7 April 2013
"A Sound of Thunder..."
Good evening, afternoon, morning or, "Hello" to you in whichever time-zone you are renting or inhabiting right now. Or then, or afterwards, as the case may be.
Filthy Moods, the Time Machine for Clocksuckers Everywhen is back before your very eyes! We've got Disgruntled Dinosaurs, Traumatised Trees, Misanthropic Monsters and Abject Alliteration simply for your amusement...
Careful how you go, and mind the dinosaurs...
Labels:
Accidents,
Anal,
Bode,
Dinosaurs,
Filthy Moods,
Neil Gaiman,
Profanity,
Ray Bradbury,
Rocket Ships,
Satire,
steve gibson,
Time Travel,
Tribute,
wally wood
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