To put it simply: Don’t ask him to be Jesus.

Really? I thought she was excellent in both her acting and her fight scenes, and that she was a much better addition to the film than Common was. I’ll also admit that I’m not a Common fan, and I’ll allow that maybe AmSign speakers would have a more rigorous scale to critique Rose’s performance than I did, and may…

What, did orgone energy get scientifically validated as a legit technology sometime in the last 2 years? Shit, I better take advantage of the great investment opportunities that show up my inbox all the time, and start investing in the fields of colloidal silver supplements, hydrino-tech fuel development, and hexogana…

Oh, God.  I’m so sorry for your loss.  She sounds like she was a blast to hang out with, and you clearly treasured her friendship.  Keep the memory of her laughter in your heart, for both her legacy and your own path forward.

I’m guessing that, in the UK, one hops on the trolley to reach Poundland—as opposed to here in the States, where one takes the express train to Pound-Town.

Nooo!  Don’t introduce invasive rocks into our local lithosystem!  Indigenous pebbles might be defenseless against some Eurasian super-shale, or the like.

Dude, holding hands around a table at a seance held by Victorian-era Velma, or less-problematic Abby from NCIS is probably a lot more common a fetish than either of us suspect. And the plural of that kind of medium is definitely mediums.

Dude, were all the librarians in Silent Library were all custom-grown in Very Stern Librarian axolotl tanks, or what? That’s why the show was so good. The exasperation on the face of the librarian on the Wasabi Challenge episode broke me.

I want to know how Nicole Scherzinger...knows Montell Jordan’s height off the top of her head.

This—everything in this chain from the “99% of our DNA” comment down to the “ostrich or GTFO”one above—is DAMN fine Kinja.

I kept waiting for the gut punch that never arrived.

Inorite? So rare to read of a uniquely skilled individual who was allowed to practice their art (mostly) without persecution, and who was appreciated during their own lifetime for making the world better through their efforts.

The artist is the great John Buscema, and the page is from Avengers #57, published in 1968. Here’s another couple of morsels of Big John Buscema’s magnificent art, both from the same issue:

Portal 2, the game in which GlaDOS, the sadistic, “testing”-obsessed AI antagonist from the first game finds herself trapped in a potato battery, and forced to work with Chell, her enemy from the previous and current games.

Good stuff, though I prefer the Ultron version:

Dude, you’re nowhere near anonymous. Your clone ID number is right there in your username!

solid for the 20 or so Black Adder fans out there I assume!

See, now this is why I read Kinja.  

Whoa. Pitch-fucking-perfect.  Well done!

Nah, Sanders clearly just had his jersey and pads on backwards