Sometimes, the last place you expected to be is the one place you've always belonged...
"Big Bill" is once more that terrible two-handed gunman whom you all love so well-and what he does to the "gang" who tried to do him "dirt" makes a cyclone look like an ordinary summer breeze. (Print Ad- Duluth Herald,((Duluth, Minn.)) 9 February 1918)
It started as a joyride; the terror never ended...
Everything is changing... Except the human heart.
Beware ! These are the eyes of a hypnotist !
It's time to take a stand
Extra-terrestrials have never been this spaced-out before