I don't know. The oldest bridge in Paris is called the Pont Neuf (New Bridge), after all…

Kleenex à la single in its lotion marinade?

Rule, Britannia…

J. Bremmer was the editor of a book called A cultural History of Humour, from Antiquity to the present day. The Antiquity papers in it are pretty cool, don't know about the rest.

Wenn ist das Nunstück git und Slotermeyer? Ja! Beiherhund das Oder die Flipperwaldt gersput

There should be a music cue for that. And always some underling around to say «classic Phasma!»

He would be so much better than the "Sherlock knows magic now!" we'll end up having…

It's always nice when they interview someone who seems so genuinely enthusiastic about what he is doing.

New Gotham villain: whenever something is stolen in the city, the thieves go to the Fencing Master.

That would be terrific. Any movie with a fencing master would be amazing anyway. They could adapt Dumas' book by the same name.

One of the fencing masters where I practice is the spitting image of him.

Quite.

No. But I now know who he is.

Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

They aren't loan gunmen, they're gunmen for hire.

The sole purpose of any article seems to have a comment thread laced with puns.

Did you think that the true purpose of aglets was sinister?

I heard the CIA engineered CancerAIDS to prevent us from learning the truth.

My first thought as well.

That book is extraordinarily good. The second issue managed to make me laugh at some point, but when I reached the end I had to pause for a few moments because the last pages were so chilling and heartbreaking.