Geez, what's next for the "broadcast live" gimmick? Sporting events?

♫ Up on the rooftop, clikclikclikclikclikclikclik ♫

"Whoa whoa whoa, not those huddled masses yearning to breathe free. Geez."

How dare Beyonce show her nipple during half time!

Dead ones?

We're here!
We're queer!
We don't want anymore BAFTAs!

Broke? Or made better?

Did anyone else play Rodent's Revenge? The highs of trapping all the cats and turning them into cheese, the lows of pushing blocks and accidentally squishing said cheese…

I don't know if it was just because I was a young child, but the difficulty curve for Klotski seemed awfully steep.

…That song isn't even in that part of the movie!

Ted Cruz and his ilk don't seem to care much for the whole "feeding the poor" and "healing the sick" stuff either.

This guy smurfs.

These pretzels are making me thirsty.

It's a deep, instinctual thing. Like if human genetics are capable of producing Ted Cruz, maybe we should pack it in, as a species. He's like the anti-Kwisatz Haderach.

The LORD seems to have an invisible touch, ye.

Except in this version, this man does have a dick.

"Lebanese porn is even better! No yuge dicks to get in the way of the action!"

I'll show you a catastrophic containment breach.

Isn't "softcore porn actress" just a woman who moans with her shirt off?

That's not the only thing he's pulling!