Your right conscious, I've been wasting my life. Painting plastic and metal models for sad sad wargames is a fucking lame. I should instead be catching animals, stuffing them, mounting them on a wall, and then painting beer logos and flaming skeletons onto them. That's some deep respect right there. Had Jesus known about Bud Light or America whilst on the cross, he would have made a mental note to tell pops that all species of sharks and fish need beer logos or flags emblazoned onto their skin.Give you one guess which state the purveyor of these fine wares resides. Nah, you don't even need one guess. This sums it up nicely.
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Merritt Island, HAHAHAHAHAHA! You realize that is the same teensy weensy distinguished island in which the NASA shuttle landing and space center resides. Moon Rockets and Bud light fishies; it feels appropriate.
I love Florida. Hands down the most amazingly kitschy state in the union.
So rocket fuel is to blame.
That faux love you feel is a cover for the revulsion which resides deep inside you.
No way! We have mermaids. That is a real love, trumps all.
Flaming Mantas are dope.
I wonder what Aquaman thinks of his subjects being desecrated thusly. Even Black Manta himself would be most perturbed but alas he is a huge fan of das Bud Light.
Aquaman is a giant douche to his subjects as it is. If you like whales, you don't have planes land on their backs all the time. So, he'd be stoked on these painted versions.
I want a manta ray grafted to my head just to get that tattoo...unless a flaming Formula 1 tattoo comes-out for the hammerhead shark...at which point, I'll start chumming-out a storm.
Painting a Budweiser logo on a dead shark is just tempting the karmic fates.
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