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As a Zelda fanboy, I ask you to consider this:

*McGuirk

Do my eyes deceive me?
Or was that a Miley Cyrus cameo?

One-upmanship
Not only would I kick the shit out of Nicholas Sparks in the 800m (even in his "prime"), I could also write circles around him. And I freely admit that I'm not even good enough to wipe Cormac McCarthy's ass!

I'm glad I'm not the only one who saw that personified Croc humping. Now I know what footwear's O face looks like.

NATSUME
Apparently, the post apocalyptic world is going to look a lot like a Harvest Moon game. Sans the hungry, desperate swarms, of course.

Name change!
From now on, I'm going to call my penis "The Survival Seed Bank."

Trying not to sound creepy,
but was the shot of Dwight returning Jim and Pam's photo on the nightstand a implication that he was jacking off in their bed?

Thank you Amelie
For bringing awareness to the dangers of workahol.

Thank you McGarangle!

Plus, that would negate the whole "dying for humanity's sins" thing he had going on. I'm no theologian, but that would kinda defeat the purpose, badass as it seems.

I stuck my tongue on a stop sign when I was in kindergarten, waiting for the school bus. We'd just moved to Colorado from California, so I didn't know what the hell was going on. My older brother thought I was going to be stuck there all day, but I can verify that the hot water trick does work.

What?!
You can buy the CHRIST-mas tree, and a crown of thorns, but no Spear of Destiny?

Fuc-King Kong

Felt Pelt's Watership Hraka Down wins for me.

I don't get it. Some of the best times of my life were spent at sausage fests. Is that a bad thing?

Well put, Tajes. I wonder how many repressed vampire archetypes will be submerged in the subconscious minds from this whole abstinence vampire nonsense….

The only way to salvage this movie is to make Rusty some sort of bad ass trip planner and then throw it in Clark's face.

That's what she said.

Apparently,
The first outfit's front was so hideous even the model and/or photographer couldn't handle a frontal shot. Or she was so embarassed she turned around in a haphazard attempt to save face.