Final Days


Since all of our calendars are ending on December 31st, 2010 that must mean that the world is coming to an end. I’ve packed up all my clothes and the pets are on standby in case I need to find underground shelter when the apocalypse turns the skies to blood and the fires rage across the land. I hear it’s safer down by the Mayan ruins.

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