Fuck.

I can't carry your comment, but I can carry you!

We need to talk about that.

Nobody gives Vandal Savage a giant robot. Vandal savage takes whatever giant robot he wants!

Huh. I guess it's my own damn fault for putting that phrase in my search history. Oh, well. What could possibly go wrong?

The basketball, right? She's good at passing the basketball. That's the non-creepy place your post was going, right?

Sure, when say it like that it sounds like a terrible idea, but… Oh never mind, it's probably still a terrible idea. Carry on.

!detpecca egnellahC

Now I'm hungry for at least one Whoppers Jr.

Her film still exists, though. And now, thanks to the exposure this separate piece of art should generate, a new audience has a chance to see Shelley's work. And I hope they do.

The problem is that because of her murder, Shelley couldn't have given her permission. This way, at least, something she created gets to live on.

You very publicly told us to stand down. If we go right now, that will be—by definition—when they least expect it….

Bunch of poopyheads if you ask me.

Yeah, he probably actually does. Now I feel bad.

Please. Cosby wishes he were Kilgrave.

The tower is almost certainly occupied, however. And some of them, I assume, are good people.

Look, like I told those crying kids, it was essential to the plot!

So Kaufman has a tender sex scene between two puppets and he's lauded as a genius. Yet, when I did it, I got kicked out of the birthday party!

A batteranza, if you will.

Right…. "Dance number."