In the end, none of it mattered, for no one could turn their attention away from his cold, dead eyes.

I’m glad someone posted this. I’m like, that emote already exists fool!

I’d like to think it was actually an escaped chimpanzee that realized he really should get off this route.

If he put on some tanning cream, and a forehead prosthetic he’d be the best Klingon in the cosplay crowd.

So, is he actually Obadiah Stane? Because he looks like Obadiah Stane.

That’s a tea cozy. She’s already transcended to quaint-punk.

There were monsters in this article, and truly we were them.

Big talk from a man who looks like Nosferatu’s nervous lawyer.

“Did you hear? She was hawking Mexican crisps. Disgraceful.”

Yeah, but the ones in the back of this thing probably just got hog-tied for badmouthing the government.

This should be precedent for my notarized post-it note being an acceptable form of ID when re-entering the US.

Test occupant: [presses brake] OH MY GOD STOP!

Well, at least he died doing what he loved.

I guess they could’ve just had him shot, or needled with nerve agent in the park, but I suppose that’s what we get for their lack of ambition.

I suppose it makes sense when you consider wild flash orgies that may occur at any moment in any location of the office. They can vary in weight between 600 to even a 1,000+ lbs worth of people.

If they paid attention to the lessons taught by Toy Story, it’s that dildos, fleshlights, tenga cups et al are just as deserving of their attention. Oh, they’re people-shaped so only they get to be rescued?

Goddammit Ivan, we’ve lost 172 bars of gold...

You say “Good. This the standard by which you will be held from this day forward. Do not disappoint me, or suffer the consequences.”

Chiwetel Ejiofor will forever be The Operative for me. I love him more than Darth Vader.

Welp, there goes any chance of a standalone Princess Fiona film.