This headline was so ludicrous I honestly thought it was from an Onion article when it popped up on my news feed.

My deal is - if it's Star Wars, and I like it, then cool. I'm happy.

I really don't care, even as a fan, about whether it's 'canon' or not. I find myself no less entertained.

I once saw a dust devil pick up an empty kiddie pool and drape it ever so gently atop a transformer.

When I used to live in Phoenix, I worked near some people who had pet peacocks in their yard, and I'd get that same feeling.

What's worse is, it took me months before I figured out what was actually making that sound. I guess what I'm saying here is, people in Phoenix like tall fences.

Talk about a shitty funeral.

It's a lot more about the back muscles than it is the arms.

I don't know how popular it is anymore, but up here in Minnesota "oofda" is, or was, the definition of local dialect.

I'm not even entirely convinced it was actually ever a word, so much as the involuntary noise you make when you walk out of a warm house into sub zero temperatures, though. Or after you eat too much,…

I'm going to have to cede you this point - the blood-brain barrier does indeed prevent that.

Long story short: NO. Foreign tissue is foreign tissue, and the immune system will respond accordingly, regardless of the kind or amount.

I think the big problem with DC's reboot was that all the creators working on it remade the characters for what audiences wanted when those creators where in their primes - which was about a decade ago, when the whole grim'n'gritty era was finally choking to death on itself.

May I suggest 'shklee'?

None of these are as feared as the infamous Pooper Trooper, whose sole occupation consisted of clearing out various sewers and trash compactors of ... refuse.

Naw, Wolverine has had sexy times with lots and lots of women. There's nothing about him that makes him dangerous, at least from that perspective.

Let's face it, if they download THAT, the war is OVER.

Nothing, he's standing in the lower left corner behind the girl in the pink dress.

I saw very little of the show growing up, but to me it wasn't about marionettes any more than the Muppet Show was about puppets.

Minneapolis, MN. I regularly end up with jobs on the outskirts of town, and have to commute by bus and foot.
Any trip I take is usually going to be at least an hour to an hour and a half of buses/walking. And most of my trips are quite a bit shorter than yours is, mileage wise.

If nothing else, you'd at least get to see how and why Yoda had such a great relationship with the Wookiees.

Wait, no: "I've got a bad feeling about this"?

Dude, we get it with this picture already. Sheesh.