My nephew and a friend of the family go there, Boy I sure hope that was not one of them in the Grim Reaper outfit. dought it, both are pretty cool kids.

Crazy Artists.

Why can't I ever be lucky enough to see this stuff in person.

Just walk up and shake the good Capt.'s hand, thank him for his service, hand him a couple hundred bucks, and ask him to come get me out of jail.

Then proceed to just kick the ever loving zhit out of old Mr. Death. Hell, I always wanted to beat death. What better chance would a pearson have?

Semper Fi

Johnny Blaze

That dumbass porbably helped the recruiter fill the quota for the day.

I wish I was there to hand out a NICE UPPERCUT to mr.reaper.

Who the hell is that half azz William Wallace wannabe doing there.