Hey now. Wasps provide valuable protein and much-needed stingy-ness.

Such is the life - and death - of a redshirt.

Paul Mall: Fart Cop.

This is actually reasonably good news. At least they’re not proceeding with a substitute director.

Ol’ Pep only keeps her around so Tony’s got someone to pump a load into whenever Pep’s got the jade egg and it would be really bad for her yonic wellness to remove it without a thorough baby-hatch steaming.

No, that would be Jeff Bridges’ spit-take in The Big Lebowski.

His facial expression tells us he just followed through on a fart.

Well, you’d be an easier target. I’ve watched enough Black Dynamite to know you don’t fuck with Sesame Street and its Muppets.

Farsight XR20 and Laptop Gun, because I am a bastard.

Perfect Dark

The phrase of my generation.

“WHY DO YOU FREAKIN’ KEEP CALLING ME RABBIT?!”

That’s just your judgment. 

The shifting light and shadow when Val’s fighting Hela...fucking amazing.

I love that - yes, even taking into account standard-issue GoG bickering - as soon as Thor wakes up he dominates the scene in a completely natural way.

Who’d have thunk that the guy who directed a sheepshagger vampire mockumentary would be responsible for two of the greatest shots in MCU history?

Someone pointed out he’s twenty years younger than RDJ, and so he’ll be around for a lot longer. I could do with 20 years of Hemmo calling Rocket “Rabbit”.

Dude’s way better than any one from Home And Away has any right to be.

MY STAAAAaaaaaNZAAAA!

I like to think that it’s been more than 2 years, 17 days: Orpheus got the diagnosis right but, of course, screwed up the date.