It's okay, no Pines were hurt during the filming of this movie. However, Steve Trevor had a rough go it.

Suicide Squad.

I would never it at a place called Jack in the Box for a disgusting floor burger. I'm going to Heart Attack Grill for the Bypass Burger.

Yes, but you're a cute little abomination. Just don't sneeze on anyone.

I agree with you. The episode 8 avant-garde approach really isn't my thing, but those that appreciate that type of filmmaking thoroughly enjoyed it. This show really does have something for everyone if you give it the time.

To each his or her own. This was an episode I thoroughly enjoyed. When it was done, I couldn't believe fifty plus minutes had passed. The last episode frustrated the heck out of me after the opening scene with Doppelgänger Coop which I loved.

No, we just hoped this dodo went the way of the dodo.

Because we live an a parallel universe where down is up, up is down, and Abraham Lincoln is evil.

He'll have to compete with Mel Blanc.

Get this man an Altar Boy.

Blood right to the throne… A premise that we are so comfortable with that we decided to remain with England instead of declaring our independence. I think there is something about blood rights in the Constitution right below the "thou shalt own an AK-47" clause.

Change this to sister wife and Ivanka and I think you have it.

Republicans have always been pro USSR. The House Un-American Activities Committee was designed to find political opponents and give them gumdrops and lollipops. Is there any "value" these people will not sell out in five seconds for political power?

From the makers of Shake Weight comes the BoJack.

Might be a little awkward at work in a cubicle surrounded by colleagues. Who knows, this seems like an open and supportive working environment.

The photoshopped one with Kim Jung-un getting a kiss or being nuzzled is deeply disturbing. Trump seems very interested in the proceedings. Who knew that affection for dictators arouses his attention.

No, he's Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz. He just need to click some heels together twice and say "There's no place like home. There's no place like home."

Well, if vampire lookalike Ted Cruz can find a mate and spawn, I guess anything is possible.

I drove my red hot Camaro SS today, and I'm redlining that sucker out of the parking garage once I get out of work.

God needs the mellow tunes of Jefferson Starship when he is using his all-natural bong fashioned from a Russet Potato.