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I am not Herbert.

Hodor.

I have that one in a trade paperback ... trippy. Elric meets Conan and together they fail to save the day spectacularly.

Agree with all, especially gripe #4: Matt was a colossal ass this season, moping and whining and basically getting his ass handed to him over and over (unless it was to homage a fight from the previous series).
One small quibble: his request to treat Frank as a hostile witness in the courtroom was actually kind of

Barry Windsor-Smith’s Conan the Barbarian.

Actually, the wife and kids appear to be in rural New York State, judging from the tags on the wall in the tractor barn where Stark meets up with Fury (saw it last night).

Great piece, Maddie.
I am almost completely ignorant of “The Big Smackdown” that it is theorized gave birth to Pluto, Charon and the rest. From what were they smacked? Are they a result of/cause of Uranus’ extreme axial tilt?
Thanks in advance.

We’ll have to agree to disagree on that one, pard.

Love the earring.

Moxy is a vile soda pop sold in New England states. Spunk is ... well, this is a website frequented by children, so I won’t say, but you know what spunk is.
I guess what I am saying is that I agree Shy the Beef has both of those elements in his character, but I am mystified as to why this fact would lead you to like

You may be right.

Rob, the “Killing Floor” was the room where Carol and Maggie were tied up. It had two red Jerry cans of gasoline that the Saviors told their approaching backups would be used to fuel their near-empty vehicle. The hallway full of walkers was created by the Saviors as a security barrier (ala Carol’s observation).

Unless there is sufficient oxygen present (unlikely), then you get a match soaked in liquid methane.

I always worried about multiplying margin of error. I mean, even if the scan is 99.99% accurate, if you use the transporter frequently, the additive effects of that .01% will start to become significant. If you transport 1,000 times, you are now only 99% of who you were.
Imagine Star Fleet types who are all pixelated

Forgive me if I am in error, but I believe those Saviors that jumped Darryl and Abraham and Sasha on the road were all armed with firearms (both long and short). So I don’t think anyone was playing “pretend we’re unarmed” here.

Not to quibble, but five pounds of shit in a ten-pound bag sounds pretty optimal. The reverse, on the other hand, would be excessively messy.

Other than Omar Sharif (RIP), how many Egyptian actors can you name?

This focus on the actors rather than the performances in these (mostly) really bad films is perhaps understandable. But you are really stretching in some of these cases.
1) “Muslim” is a religion, not a race. There are more Pacific Islander Muslims than there are Muslims in the Levant.
2) There are no more “Egyptians”