I’m gonna post this in every melting article. And I’m not going to stop.

What if...we’re the furniture?

How about a few bothans?

And puppies? Should we all have puppies?

Our theory as kids was you traveled back in time if you managed to “cross the bar”. Guess that lays that theory to rest.

Is it wrong that I think a drone strike is coming?

If I’m ever killed by one of these...well then it was probably my time.

Shoot for the legs. SHOOT FOR THE LEGS!

She proprably ran out of places to put her money. No more room. Thoughts and prayers.

Me at the bar: “hey baby, I’m a kindle...master”.

Well...SHE’S planning to stay...we’ll see what Verizon’s plans are.

Will the new villain be...The Man?