This isn't my first rodeo with paid-per-post pro-GMO shills.

Slow clap for again propagandizing by deliberately conflating hybrid crops, which have been around for centuries, and seeds that are genetically modified at the molecular level in state of the art modern labs.

No, calling a shill a shill doesn't hurt my argument. I think you've got a few things mixed about about how logic works. I didn't "resort" (like I have no backup plan other than shouting "You're a poopy-face!") to name-calling, I identified certain people correctly.

The Monsanto/GMO shills are out in force here, and their main argument is that being anti-GMO is being "anti-science". Y'know, I'm anti-nuclear power too… not all "science" is awesome.
You seem to think the GMO agricultural model is run by philanthropists who want to feed the world with bigger and better food…

Things the NAACP has been doing the past few years: Giving Donald Sterling lifetime achievement awards, putting Rachel Dolezal in a leadership position, and campaigning against GMOs being labeled.

In the Faulkner Spider-Man reboot, Peter Parker's mother is a fish.

Grand Priestess: As it was, so now it is. You may now eat the snake.

I heard a story that someone circa 2002 handed musician Jenny Lewis a Super Mario Bros 3 NES cartridge to sign and she refused.

Why are we walking like this?

This kinda disappoints me, because I never want to hear the voice of Kevin Arnold hawking Honda's ever again.

When there's a whip, [whip-crack] there's a way!

I first remember Christopher Lee resonating with me as a young kid when he played the corporate mad scientist in Gremlins 2. I've enjoyed many more of his eclectic, fiendish performances of the decades since.

I'm too young for Gen X, but god damn if I identify with the "Millennials". Being less of assholes to each others = great! Empowering outrage theater to privileged 20 year olds who are encouraged to absorb emotional papercuts as traumatic permanent scarring is fucked, and it's fucking us as a culture and society.

Of course Detroit Rock City is better. I don't even like KISS… worth it for the puking on stage, filling up the pitcher, and then moaning bleary eyed at the appalled audience. (And not because "Ha! Scatological humor!"… this scene earns it more than Dumb & Dumber's diarrhea scene.)

Last Action Hero may have set the bar here.

I also grew up with this And Justice For All, and a decade later I discovered the album Doomsday for the Deceiver, by Flotsam and Jetsam, Jason Newsted's band before he joined Metallica.

I'm a little concerned about how well the Harpy's strategy of back the fuck off and throw spears worked against a fucking dragon. It seems one competent company of archers could do the job… against a fucking dragon…

My only impression of the "epic" battle scene at the end of Ep II was "Why didn't the Jedi have shields like the fucking Gungans had at the end of the last movie? The fucking Gungans had a significantly lower casualty rate." Nobody brings this up.

I'm rather befuddled about lack of crowd control. Dany has how many
thousands of Unsullied, but only has around 20 or so guarding her in a
city rife with assassins? Not an awesome strategy.

Wow, I could probably recite 80%+ of this movie error free in my sleep (we didn't have many VHS tapes back in the day) but somehow I forgot this. How can I ever show my face 'round these parts again?