We'll shadow your holiday to make sure you're safe, Watters.
Tucker, Tucker, Tucker…
Whites under eyes? Why so stressed?
Say LifeLog in conjunction with Facebook, Tucker, you fucking coward.
Time to put Alpharius away and bring Angron to the table.
He's so soft spoken. I'll bet attention is on high when he raises his voice in anger.
The Butcher's Nails call…
Holy shit the kid from Terminator 2 let himself go bigly.
Why'd you tell me to trust my instincts, Q? Why? Do you have any idea what they're telling me right now? Come to think of it, you probably do.
Fortify