Balls so big she has to carry them on her chest.

It’s Apollo’s chariot you blasphemous heathen!

Clearly, this should be called The Blue Shell Nebula.

I can’t lift a restaurant, but I could probably steal a food truck and drive it to your house. Does that count?

That’s how team Hendrix rolls, though. Allison is the competent straight man, Donnie is the bumbling buffoon.

I don’t think Kira’s stem cells are a cure. They seem to just be a temporary treatment. Cosima herself said that she could relapse at any time.

Helena? Did you burn down the Castor people’s compound?

Does anyone else think Kira is likely psychic? The kid is incredibly intuitive, and I can’t just chalk that up to lazy writing with a series like this.

Hey, a Pissing Contest I can actually submit to!

So, this takes place back in the High School days of yore. I was a member of a youth Symphony Orchestra made up of kids from the tri-county area. I was first clarinet, and we were playing Peter and the Wolf, which meant I got a solo that was supposed to be a cat. During…

Cosmo does suck, but mostly because it’s sex tips are awful. No, ladies, pulling your man’s pubes is not sexy.

Do the chest plates open and have missiles inside?!?! That was the best part of Striker Eureka!

Agreed for the most part, but what about anime based off of manga, even with cutting filler?

Best analogy for religion I’ve heard is that it’s like the Apple iTunes agreement. You never read it, you just click ‘Accept’ so you can get into heaven. Assuming you picked the right interpretation of the correct religion.

Not to mention there’s all kinds of secondary products you can use from cows and chickens that I don’t see crickets being able to fulfill. Cowhide becomes leather shoes and belts. Bones, blood, and organs (assuming you’re not doing nose to tail) can become bloodmeal or bonemeal fertilizers. Chicken feathers can be…

How about wild game? I don’t think we’ll ever allow market hunting again (at least I really, really, hope we don’t) but here in Michigan we have millions of deer roaming all willy nilly eating farmers’ crops, people’s flower gardens, and getting hit by cars for people to hunt individually. Hell, all the vacant lots…

Did you not read To Kill A Mockingbird? Or hear about Emmit Till?

Did you not read To Kill A Mockingbird? Or hear about Emmit Till?

Did you not read To Kill A Mockingbird? Or hear about Emmit Till?

I think the typical infrastructure collapse (electricity, water, fuel, roads/rails) we see with every post apocalyptic scenario would make oil and gas use next to impossible for a Mad Max style society. How do you power the drills to reach oil and natural gas deposits, transport it to refineries, process it, and then…

Maybe it's Space Bill deBlasio speaking at a funeral for Storm Troopers killed in the line of duty.