Riddick part 843 of 4350 in graveyards3
You know what Im thinkin that all these joints are health clubs for waffleeatin pussies.spacecraft2 Not this time. Need to take their mind off whatever it is theyre worrying about. He stared down at the night sky. Fuck you. Turning he snapped an order over his instrumentation even as his fingers were moving. Skittish. Good place to sweat some of the smartass out of a man. Hed intended to shock Riddick with the destination only to have the prisoner steal his thunder. Riddick was static and serene in the same way as a coiled snake.... Show all content