damn straight

Yuuuuuuuuuuup.

As long as it ain't written by Meyers, I say, why the hell not? How about a short story dealing with vampire hunters? In a world that has vampires (however different they may be from other, more traditional interpretations of the creatures,) one has to assume there are also vampire hunters.

What's weird about the idea of bison in Ohio as opposed to those other places? There was a bison farm near where I grew up in Pennsylvania, less than a half hour drive from Ohio.

They need to hire this guy for representation.

I don't understand how people who were never oppressed to begin with believe they should be the ones to decide when oppression is over and oppressed people should just "get over it." It's the rankest, blindest and most transparently self-serving form of privilege.

Me too... literally for days. And yet it seems so innocuous and silly watching it now.

I'd wager some work places may not like you watching a intro with penis leg woman.

Roy Batty was the first to do that on film.

The scene in Superman 3 when the supercomputer converts Vera into a weaponized cyborg against her will. It's a scene that disturbs me to this very day — shades of a Singularity gone terribly, terribly wrong.

Um...

Regarding the Batman's wife T-shirt, it just doesnt' make sense. I mean, Batman doesn't get married as far as I know, and who would want to be Batman's wife? The guy puts fighting crime first among anything, and by all accounts he's crazy. Living with him just isn't going to be a happy relationship.

Sounds like they need new management. If they are repeatedly doing things like this, then some fresh blood needs to take over the decision making.

At the very least it looks like it can carry a lot of sandwiches and Cokes in its legs for when they need to stop for a picnic.

GIVE IT TO ME NOW, I WANT

In the TV series, you could see her boots magically turned into flats whenever she did any running.

You mean Padme's poor little heart breaking so hard that it literally kills her?

It can't be bargained with. It can't be reasoned with. It doesn't feel pity...or remorse...or fear. And it absolutely will not stop. Ever. Until nap time.