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Ghost Rider saves a girl from a ruthless mugger. Blu-ray DVD release 2nd July.
22 Jun 2007
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A story of a mugger a coop and a civilian in a battle royal!
9 Jun 2008
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*******www.JomaDeals****: ($125.00) Invicta Ocean Ghost III Mens Watch 7033 Deal of the Day Watch: Thu, August 13, 2009 Stylish Invicta men’s watch, silver with the right touch of sapphire-blue. Available for only $125 (70% off the $420 retail price). Sale disappears at midnight tonight (EST). Ooohoooh! Scary Ghost watch! Ooohooohooo! What a sec, this isn't a Ghost watch, it’s just old man Withers who runs the haunted amusement park! And don't give me any excuses about "woulda got away with it blah blah blah you meddling kids." Off to jail with you! Case closed. Now what was I doing before I jumped in the Mystery Van with a bunch of groovy teenagers? Oh, yea, watches. Let's talk about watches. The Invicta Ocean Ghost watch is a sleek, silver, quality-made timepiece with just the right touch of sapphire-blue that we know you'll love. And yes, it also looks like the kind of watch a Ghost would wear on an ocean cruise (favorite destination? The Boo-hamas. Haha. Get it? Okay, sorry. That was bad. I got it off a Laffy Taffy wrapper. Thought it was funny at the time, but of course it was 3 in the morning, and everything is funny THAT late at night. No more puns, I promise. But I make NO promise about ghost-related references). This watch is of the highest quality and is one of the best looking watches we've ever sold here. I wouldn't be surprised if Demi Moore bought one, fell in love with it, lost it to a mugger, then had it returned to her by a young Whoopi Goldberg (see, told you there would be more ghost-related references, I’m sooo clever). And with the Invicta 2-year warranty, if it dies unexpectedly (like the latter-mentioned celebrity's movie career), then we'll replace it with a living one. If there's an Invicta watch…in ur neighborhood…who ya gonna call? Okay, sorry, I'll stop. Jomadeals**** does not ship outside the USA and its territories. Shoppers from outside the USA may place orders for delivery within the United States.
13 Aug 2009
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Buy legal New York pepper spray so you don’t leave yourself vulnerable to attackers when jogging or taking the subway at night. Pepper sprays are capable of immobilizing muggers with a single shot, giving you enough time to call for help.
15 Aug 2009
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*******www.fightback247**** - Stop thinking about giving impairment to a mugger. Instead, give him lots of intense hurt from a stun gun or taser. Stun Guns and Tasers are great electronic gadgets that give a high voltage, with little shock. A solitary touch to an attacker and he will be halted cold in his tracks. Chuck Z. Saysgo, creator of Fighback247**** has produced a group to make stun guns and tasers lawful to be acquired by everybody! Join with us!
11 Oct 2010
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This girl is able to scare away a mugger who wants to take her money. She does not realize that her armpits smell. Lucky her.. She mugger runs away in frightened way.
29 Jan 2011
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A book trailer for Rane Anderson's debut novel, "Who Is Saint Giovanni?" You can find me at www.thelitexpress.blogspot**** www.whoissaintgiovanni.blogspot****/ Here is the summary for the book: After going her whole life without making a single enemy, someone wants Emily Edwards dead. And it's all Giovanni's fault. How does she know? Terrifying things happen whenever he's around. Since meeting him on her first day in Italy, Emily swears he follows her everywhere. First at the opera, then at her new high school in Florence. The morning after Giovanni rescues her from muggers, Emily wakes with an X that looks like it has been carved between her eyes. No one else can see the mark besides Giovanni. Since then, her senses are sharper, as though she had been living her life until that moment a little deaf, a little blind, and with no taste buds. Emily needs answers, but Giovanni won't give anything away. He says he's protecting her, but how can she believe him? So she risks her life by confronting the very man Giovanni has warned her about. Although some call Giovanni a saint, others call him a devil. Emily discovers she's only a pawn in a dangerous game that has existed for centuries. Her only chance of surviving it is to find the answer to a single question. Who is Saint Giovanni?
20 Feb 2011
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A book trailer for Rane Anderson's debut novel, "Who Is Saint Giovanni?" You can find me at www.thelitexpress.blogspot**** www.whoissaintgiovanni.blogspot****/ Here is the summary for the book: After going her whole life without making a single enemy, someone wants Emily Edwards dead. And it's all Giovanni's fault. How does she know? Terrifying things happen whenever he's around. Since meeting him on her first day in Italy, Emily swears he follows her everywhere. First at the opera, then at her new high school in Florence. The morning after Giovanni rescues her from muggers, Emily wakes with an X that looks like it has been carved between her eyes. No one else can see the mark besides Giovanni. Since then, her senses are sharper, as though she had been living her life until that moment a little deaf, a little blind, and with no taste buds. Emily needs answers, but Giovanni won't give anything away. He says he's protecting her, but how can she believe him? So she risks her life by confronting the very man Giovanni has warned her about. Although some call Giovanni a saint, others call him a devil. Emily discovers she's only a pawn in a dangerous game that has existed for centuries. Her only chance of surviving it is to find the answer to a single question. Who is Saint Giovanni?
20 Feb 2011
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Robert Frost reads his poem The Star-Splitter The Star-Splitter by Robert Frost (1874-1963) You know Orion always comes up sideways. Throwing a leg up over our fence of mountains, And rising on his hands, he looks in on me Busy outdoors by lantern-light with something I should have done by daylight, and indeed, After the ground is frozen, I should have done Before it froze, and a gust flings a handful Of waste leaves at my smoky lantern chimney To make fun of my way of doing things, Or else fun of Orion's having caught me. Has a man, I should like to ask, no rights These forces are obliged to pay respect to?" So Brad McLaughlin mingled reckless talk Of heavenly stars with hugger-mugger farming, Till having failed at hugger-mugger farming, He burned his house down for the fire insurance And spent the proceeds on a telescope To satisfy a life-long curiosity About our place among the infinities. "What do you want with one of those blame things?" I asked him well beforehand. "Don't you get one!" "Don't call it blamed; there isn't anything More blameless in the sense of being less A weapon in our human fight," he said. "I'll have one if I sell my farm to buy it." There where he moved the rocks to plow the ground And plowed between the rocks he couldn't move, Few farms changed hands; so rather than spend years Trying to sell his farm and then not selling, He burned his house down for the fire insurance And bought the telescope with what it came to. He had been heard to say by several: "The best thing that we're put here for's to see; The strongest thing that's given us to see with's A telescope. Someone in every town Seems to me owes it to the town to keep one. In Littleton it may as well be me." After such loose talk it was no surprise When he did what he did and burned his house down. Mean laughter went about the town that day To let him know we weren't the least imposed on, And he could wait--we'd see to him to-morrow. But the first thing next morning we reflected If one by one we counted people out For the least sin, it wouldn't take us long To get so we had no one left to live with. For to be social is to be forgiving. Our thief, the one who does our stealing from us, We don't cut off from coming to church suppers, But what we miss we go to him and ask for. He promptly gives it back, that is if still Uneaten, unworn out, or undisposed of. It wouldn't do to be too hard on Brad About his telescope. Beyond the age Of being given one's gift for Christmas, He had to take the best way he knew how To find himself in one. Well, all we said was He took a strange thing to be roguish over. Some sympathy was wasted on the house, A good old-timer dating back along; But a house isn't sentient; the house Didn't feel anything. And if it did, Why not regard it as a sacrifice, And an old-fashioned sacrifice by fire, Instead of a new-fashioned one at auction? Out of a house and so out of a farm At one stroke (of a match), Brad had to turn To earn a living on the Concord railroad, As under-ticket-agent at a station Where his job, when he wasn't selling tickets, Was setting out up track and down, not plants As on a farm, but planets, evening stars That varied in their hue from red to green. He got a good glass for six hundred dollars. His new job gave him leisure for star-gazing. Often he bid me come and have a look Up the brass barrel, velvet black inside, At a star quaking in the other end. I recollect a night of broken clouds And underfoot snow melted down to ice, And melting further in the wind to mud. Bradford and I had out the telescope. We spread our two legs as it spread its three, Pointed our thoughts the way we pointed it, And standing at our leisure till the day broke, Said some of the best things we ever said. That telescope was christened the Star-splitter, Because it didn't do a thing but split A star in two or three the way you split A globule of quicksilver in your hand With one stroke of your finger in the middle. It's a star-splitter if there ever was one And ought to do some good if splitting stars 'Sa thing to be compared with splitting wood. We've looked and looked, but after all where are we? Do we know any better where we are, And how it stands between the night to-night And a man with a smoky lantern chimney? How different from the way it ever stood?
17 Sep 2011
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Déjà vu Review from CGRundertow. When a detective awakes in a gross men's room without a single memory of who he is, chances are likely he's going to have a bad day. People will tell him he's got a hit on him, a woman wants to kill him, the police are looking for him, and he can't even remember his first kiss. Such is the life of Theodore "Ace" Harding in Déjà vu, the first MacVenture title on the NES. Guide Ace as he tries to recover his memory and find the clues to clear his name in a murder case and a kidnapping. You'll punch muggers, assault butlers, take the taxi, and do drugs. On the dark streets of gangland, Ace Harding searches for clues to clear his name. This CGRundertow Review features gameplay of Déjà vu on the Nintendo Entertainment System and commentary from CGR's Jonathan, who owns the Mac and DOS versions of the game, and 2 copies of the NES version. He may have a problem, huh?
19 Oct 2012
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