The Outcast comic never really took root with me. Perhaps its because there a lot of very terrible people in real life who do awful things to other humans under the guise of exorcism being a non-fiction thing. I have trouble finding much sympathy for the protagonists, even if their exorcisms are 'real', if only…

I'm sorry, but last I checked, we live in AMERICA, where it's our Constitutional right to hurl baked goods at whomever we DAMN WELL PLEASE. And I'll be goddamned if my relatives died fighting in one of those wars only to have some dude take that FREEDOM away from me! [Chucks a loaf of Five-Seed onstage]

I bet that the cognitive dissonance created by writing this statement was enough to bring tears to even the jaded publicist who wrote it's black little heart. Some lies are too brazen, even for corporate marketing goons to swallow.

I bet his phone containing all of those sweet riffs is currently residing in the same place that the really hot supermodel whom I was dating in 7th grade is: namely, our fevered imaginations.

I've probably been playing too much World of Tanks, but was anyone actually kinda impressed that at 3:20 they dropped a real Tiger tank onto the screen?

One does not simply tell the Internet to stop making memes.