In space, no one can hear you gak.
In space, no one can hear you gak.
The radio star?
Are we thinking about the same guy? The Atheist, Muslim, Communist, Fascist, cowardly peacenik warmonger and lawless tyrant who flouted the law by building up government oversight and also ate mustard and onions on a hamburger that one time?
He is one speech away from being a Metal Gear: Revengeance character?
Shades of the abusive childhood that Darrell Hammond wrote about in his reviewed autobiography.
Boil ‘em, mash ‘em, stick ‘em in a stew...
You’ll want 4 tablespoons of salt per quart of water for preservative purposes; I’m more of a vinegar man, myself.
It’s gotta be fuel for a sex thing.
I’d like to hear the thoughts and memories of that guy whose throat he ripped out.
I prefer my Bart Simpson parodies to be rastafarian and smoking a large joint, or a muscular soldier on a t-shirt vowing vengeance against Saddam Hussein.
Das Pout.
Jiminy Jillikers!
...No.
Wow, spanning two decades!
I can comment on that!
Well, I hope you’re all satisfied. You bankrupted a bunch of naive movie folks—folks from a Hollywood where values are ... different. They weren’t thinking about the money. They just wanted to tell a dramatic, intimate, smaller story, a story about a cosmic space force, and you slick movie-reviewers took ‘em for…
They really should have more contests for fans to do movie posters. I’m no visual artist myself, but it would pay good homage to the comics roots of the films.
Her character made iTunes playlists specifically before going into battle.
So many mutants with heat-based powers that they hate using.
The Fashion Island one is my guess.