Who decided a museum would be a good police building?
Dead men tell no tales.
Once more into the fray.
Sometimes, all you need is a giant flamingo suit and a person burning a piece of paper over a giant hole to get the job done.
I am the law!
If death knocks, then this game rings.
I guess becoming the Tomb Raider includes being a stone-cold killer.
Why couldn’t the kid get lost in a supermarket?
In space, no one can here you loot.
Death and fine print.
The fourth wall is rubble at this point.
Back in black….for the fourth time.
Bound by blood sprays.
Get Even, Steven.
What is this? A center for zombies?
How four police officers are turning the door industry upside down.
Kicking ass and taunting scum
Oceans that go to the abyss, content that stays on the surface
When there is no more room in Hell, the dead will swarm your location because some jackass decided not to put a silencer on their gun.
Big Bo’s facial expressions will always be on my mind.