Hells yes, new ship.
U.S.S. Czarnobog reporting for duty.
Fuck you, Shon, I mean really, you dirty fucking bastard fuck.
Fuck you and your fucking awesomeness. FUCK. YOU.
…
…fuck.
I have not yet begun to fight.
If I thought my computer could run Star Trek Online, I’d show you. As it stands, I’m forced to imagine.
Sighfuck.
(Source: ulfricshrugged)
Via hamestink hedcanoe blog
Posted on Monday January 23rd
About me
CK Burch is a novelist, poet, father of two, and assistant editor for ZED Presents...Publishing. Born in 1982 and floating somewhere between adulthood and immaturity, he writes horror fiction and love letters, balancing out a strange line that, perhaps, only a Libra or a child of the 80's could appreciate. When not writing or composing, he's spending time with his little rugrats, who also walk a fine line between adorable and deportable. They take after their father. When he's not trying desperately to write in a few more chapters and ignore those lovable children who serve to remind him not to cuss so much, he's playing video games with the volume up real loud. It drowns out the sound of neighbors yelling at him to turn it down.
