The biggest clue of what’s to come was right at the start. Tony talking to Pepper about his dream becoming reality. The next movie will set up the vision he had at the start of Age of Ultron where they (the original Avengers) are defeated and Cap dies at his feet. Tony is the only one left and somehow finds a way to…

Thanks knows too. He recognized Stark and the role he is to play.

Reasonable argument but too many exclamation points. Your argument fails based on over enthusiastic punctuation.

Obvious fakes. There are feet.

Tony: “How do we do this?”

I was picturing the opening scene from a Bond movie but the gist is the same.

The shrapnel in this case hit a window several seats behind the exit row.

Well, we did try to frame the captain of their men’s curling team for taking PEDs to sully their otherwise prestine sporting reputation.

How about no one has bigger than a C cup?

I saw Titanic at a multiplex in a small Midwest town. When it opened they had four theaters showing it out of twelve. By the third week it was in eight. It could happen again but it would be a monumental achievement.

Almost. There are feet.

Too literal

Let’s keep this in perspective. The ones complaining are likely teenage or even preteen boys who haven’t figured out girls at all. They’re still in the girls=cooties phase but now have social media access and a wider vocabulary. Doesn’t make them any less stupid. This isn’t anything to get raged over. More like…

I have seen wild turkeys nearly the size of a dishwasher. But while large in volume they don’t have a proportional amount of mass. I saw one hit by a truck and it instantly vaporized like an exploding pillow.

Too late!!!

Until Thanos cracks it open to reveal the Soul Stone and kills us all! Fools!

How is that even a setting? Up, slow. Up, med. Up, fast. Down, insanely fucking fast.

This from Trump economic advisor Peter Navarro:

True Minnesotan take.

The worst that could happen?