Aww... brings back childhood memories.

Ahh! Boris strikes again!

I lol'd.

How dare you

Bucket o' Hearts, I've missed ye.

Intelligent Norks.

Don't worry, basic human nature dictates that we will find something to complain about, soon enough.

I just can't forget the time someone said that the lady looks like she's taking a major power-dump.

Less prostate cancer? *glug glug glug glug*

Norks.

Now containing ditchweed and milk thistle!

Pre-ordered, it is.

Boob lifting frames and generous cleavage? Oh, no, those are the Heatsinks.

"A Portion of Science Experts Seem To Be Perturbed To A Certain Degree Regarding A Particular Topic That They Are Experts In."

And knives. But first and foremost, giant rack.

I remember why now! BOOBS.

Prelude to Foundation was actually the first Foundation book I read... for some reason I found it to be a LOT more accessible than the actual series. Or maybe I discovered what a dictionary was.

Sure, let's also bring back giant wrecking balls.

Time to stop wearing pants.

Magma balls go great with hor d'oeurves.