I shared an article a couple of days ago in the Berg Collective about the plans to start up the Large Hadron Collider and introduced it with this:

Fucking Mindheads, man…

The Ghost of James Caan?

Learn to cook, son!

Nobody cares that you care, piss-baby.

To a lot of comics fans, the Joker terrorizing a woman IS fun.

So did Sophocles.

Only now, they make up the core of the under class (and by that, I mean what used to be referred to as the working and lower class) economy.

No! Not the yellow plastic unit!

She's eating an apple.

And whitey's on the moon!

Urine too depp! Abort! Abort!

It was probably Inspector Spacetime.

Dass cool. I got ya.

Things get rough WHEN YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN!

For all the noise made about Cumberbatch as an actor, I think Bana managed to be more interesting in what was a terribly underwritten part. Though much of his performance was generic sci-fi villain, he did have moments like "Hi, Chris. I'm Nero." Cumberbatch was NOTHING but generic sci-fi villain, a copy of a copy of…

But even Miller put groan-worthy gags like "David Endochrine," "Dr. Ruth Weisenheimer" and the Reaganoid president in DKR. NOTHING silly happens Nolan's Gotham.

I've seen things you people wouldn't believe.
A pokemon with facial genitalia.
I watched debates rage over whether O'Neal can make any jokes at all in a Cosby-with-the-druggin'-and-the rapin'-and-the-threatenin'-of-the-careers-bibbity-flarn-Spanish-Fly Newswire.
All those comments will be lost in time
Like tears… in rain
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Fuckers!

I was saying Boo-ort Sr.