Do you know me, IRL?

In 2011, there was a lightly steam-punk (Davinci-punk?) Three Musketeers movie with a villanous Orlando Bloom that set up for a sequel. We never got that sequel because only I liked it. It was, by no means, high art. I just like Alexander Dumas.

Zero. It is well known among those that care for me that if you feel you must, I do not want it if it if I can’t eat it.

A dvd player wasn’t going to fix the internal dysfunction at Sega.