You're like Lex Luthor. Why don't you put your mind to something worthwhile?
You're like Lex Luthor. Why don't you put your mind to something worthwhile?
Gordon Ramsay is Liz Lemon?
It was Lobsters1 who closed his eyes. It was Daffy Dick who opened them again.
They could just have at it under some red sun lamps.
"Puddin'!"
"At this point, he probably is."
No, it's a bad movie. Poorly paced, with bizarre timeskips and a lot of nonsense involving Bruce Wayne's magically disappearing knee and spine injuries.
The first is OK, the second is better than it should have been, and the third is tedious.
Fucking magnets, how do they work?
He's already there, as of Star Trek: Into Darkness.
Well, it can't be or *you* would surely have heard about it.
I blame Padraig Pearse,
Yeah, but he was still beaten to death. Lazarus Pits resurrect the dead.
Not exactly. That story concerned a concentration camp survivor hunting down a specific Nazi, and the "Reaper" outfit was a convenience of the story's setting at the old Rutland, Vermont Halloween parade rather than a consciously chosen super-vigilante costume.
*Spike Lee angrily tweets Oscar Isaac's address*
If there's one thing that stops a rapist, it's a woman refusing to have sex with him.
— Surely the mysterious black substance is the Darkforce, the stuff that characters like Cloak, Blackout, and Darkstar use in the comics.
For a long time, more of them than Barry Allen fans. Hell, I still like Wally, the superhero we watched grow up, better than Barry, who came in as a fully finished square.
Presumably the E-1 Wells was killed by Thawne before he and his wife could conceive.
It's too bad her brother Constitution Carpenter has become a Tea Party wacko.
I thought that CTE was the participation trophy for football.