The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
“B-B-But I can’t,” Shatner says as he gestures towards his bloody and broken legs. “I can’t even stand, and from the amount of blood that’s currently escaping my body I’d say there’s not much hope for me ever walking again. So it is unfortunately up to you, and only you.”
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