I knew I'd find someone smarter than Stephen Hawking on Gizmodo.

Brilliant, hilarious troll using that Pixies cover at the end.

Way to try and retroactively ruin Peanuts by applying InternetIdeals at it.

Aw, this one’s kinda funny tho.

The darkest strip he ever did showed Linus running around, freaking out as flakes fall from the sky. “It’s happening, Charlie Brown, it’s happening! Just like they said it would!” Linus yells. Charlie Brown tells him that it is snowing and Linus says “Thank Goodness, I thought it was the fallout.”

That’s the real lesson that adults got from following the kids of Peanuts — that irrational childhood fears and anxieties don’t magically disappear just because you get older. Each of the kids (and Snoopy) presented different ways that people confront (or deny) those fears. Charlie Brown wallowed in them. Lucy…

I can’t imagine.

“Why’s everybody always pickin’ on me?”

How the fuck are you going to shit on Peanuts, of all things?

“it was only ‘great’ for a 15-20 year period”

Peanuts helped me realize that the kids, in general, are little assholes, when I was around 6 years old.

I think it would have been more fun if you had referred to Alphabet as the new “Umbrella Corp” instead of “company”.

I was painting my bedroom years ago (French blue, white and yellow) and laid the doors on the floor to paint the accents. Yep, kitty paw prints going up the door. I still have some on the 1950’s pie plate side table next to me, too. He’s gone, so I refuse to refinish the table.

I remember taking my art class back in college. Here I am using paints at home to complete a project. Coming back from using the bathroom, I see the cat at my paints putting her feet in them. First thought was, “Oh, shit. She has that caught look in her eye, which means she is going to run.” Sure enough, paw prints…

It’ll all be under the rug in a week.

Remember nothing is more important than foetal life.

shooocked

You are so right. As someone who has lost loved ones, ended relationships, and even had a house burn down, almost buying an iPhone is nowhere close. The day I actually bought an iPhone, though? Definitely the worst.

Oh, this new skinny Oreo can fuck right off. I mean, I’m either going to eat a cookie or not eat a cookie. Don’t even come for me with some skinny cookie and pretend that it’s a cookie.