Fuck off.

Fuck off, get fucked.

Nobody really asked this. What the fuck.

The trees are called crepe myrtles, not crate myrtles.

Man, shut up.

Man, shut the fuck up.

I’d love to see a member of the Secret Service leap to take a shot (in the mouth) for the President.

Sure they played. They played with all that made-up-ass bullshit. Because magic isn’t fucking real. “The actual Goetia,” FOH.

*whose

They can’t fuckin’ stop me.

Have you ever read a Batman comic? He’s far from a brawler. He was trained in all kinds of martial arts.

Was he pulling an “I don’t know her,” or did he legit not know her?

You can’t find completely identical, perfect 1-to-1 copies of it online. That’s the fundamental difference between digital files and physical artifacts.

“Nabe”? Fuck that.

Way to steal a Twitter joke for some cheap Kinja heat.

Because DC fans have been eating shit so long that they’ve started to like the taste.

I don’t know what kind of good you think a camera is gonna do against a tiny lady jumping down a phone line into Sue’s ear. If you’re talking about Doctor Light’s assault, I don’t know what kind of good you think a camera is going to do against a man who can control light.

“Overhaul,” not “rehaul.”

That’s not really a Goldbergs reference, it’s a lonely teenage boy reference. Covering for your lack of a girlfriend by claiming she lives in Canada is a time-honored tradition.

Are you too simple to understand that it’s not about the kids but rather the parents themselves?