Aquarius bitch gets her day C03
Five men standing on the UN building’s lawn in Germany is not a strange thing if they are attending the gardens. Yet five guys staring at a strange box floating just above the lawn, doing so on official business is almost more out of place than even the big metal box in the sky. “What sort of metal do you think it’s made of Justin?” Jack asked, his breath a puff of smoke in the freezing cold fresh German air. “I am not sure Jack, I need to probe it.” “Well we are not yet sure,” Sam...