While I don't approve of your relative yout', I do agree with your sentiment.

Nor should you, friend.

Or maybe that's their Borg name.

This is all well and good, but I didn't realize until looking at the above screenshot that persons born in February 1996 are now or soon will be of legal drinking age. Goddamn that's depressing.

In addition to being a bad person, perhaps.

Also, "race" is an artificial construct anyways. It doesn't necessarily need to relate to skin complexion or ethnicity.

*pops champagne*

Nice synergy, I guess?

Dammit!

That's fine, but how can I date the bits?

King Tommen's walk out the window was the single funniest sight gag in the whole show. That took commitment.

Given the insane amount of ad space on the website, I wouldn't be surprised if they could actually afford to pay their staff well.

I like being home on rainy days.

Winner, winner, Red Wedding dinner.

We get it Ringo. You did too much acid in the `60s.

After that, I would understand not wanting to see it again. But maybe try going to a late showing, and avoid the kids.

The weather is certainly nice, but I also find it deeply disconcerting. It's February. In Minnesota.

I had one of those weekends where I didn't have anything pressing to do, but I still managed to not really relax at all. And now I'm at work on a holiday, and I'm grumpy.

I bet they would have made his voice sound silly, too. Glad we dodged that bullet.

No Best Boy, no Best Boy! I'm the Best Boy!