You lucky son of a bitch.

If Frank Miller starts writing for this show, then I'm out.

"I HOPE YOU GET CANCER!"

Unrelated, but holy shit!
Uncle Leo's dead.

*curls in corner, sobs*

I love the look of adoration on the face of that guy over his shoulder.

Yeah, sploosh.

Speaking of which:

Plus it's got a big ass gator swimming around it, or at least according to the plaque I saw when I was there last year.

If you can credit the Nazis for one thing (and I absolutely detest them, to be clear) it's balls to the wall, crazy as fuck weapons that never worked:
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I thought the last third was the best actually.

Hitler was big Disney fan, which probably lost him some cool points. He allegedly drew shit loads of fan art, which were presumably posted on NaziDeviantArt.

Ah, humor of the 1980s.

If it's a gay marriage one can be Don Corneo and one can be Palmer!

I just realized hollyhox''s avatar was Joel Robinson and not Nathan Fillion. Whoah.

Her shoes?

Oh, man. poor poor 3rd Prize. The Lynch fans will tear you to pieces.

Heh, I just watched that episode a couple of days ago.

Bottoms of wells are awesome. The one at the house where I grew up had the biggest fuckin Crawdad I've ever seen. And a salamander!

Rid of Me, bitches.