One "Beck Hansen" would like to have some words with you (along with his two turntables and a microphone).

Fortunately for us Gen X'ers, Tag Team planted a flag for our generation in "Whoomp." (There it is.)

His unenthusiastic delivery of "Help. Police. Murder." is one of the best moments of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.

2016 has been out for people like that all along…

Danzig, Only, and von Frankenstein would be the greatest law firm in history, methinks.

*southern rock band .38 Special nods their heads in agreement*

Huh, it's also the name of my Christian rock band.

"Rosebud" will no longer be the sled…

I was told there'd be no math!

*Spike Lee tweets a shout-out to George Mason University*

Yes.

Eh, there's no making me happier in this case…unless they had used Titus as the frame of reference. I would have found that rather entertaining. (Admittedly, I'd have also found it perplexing, having never actually watched the show.)

Uh, "Titanic's" Frances Fischer? They, um, couldn't have found something a little more recent than a movie from '97??

*examines drawing*

Hey, jackweed, I get more action in a week than you've had in your entire life. I've got houses in L.A., Paris and Vail. In each one, a 70-inch plasma screen. So I suggest you wipe that stupid smile off your face before I come over there and SMACK it off! You feeling strong, my friend? Call me "elf" one more time.

Frank Stallone.

Mr. Burns: You see me as a God, right, Smithers?
Smithers: Absolutely, sir.
Mr. Burns: You'd kneel before me, wouldn't you?
Smithers: Boy, would I.

Just tell 'em you were looking up porn. They'll understand.

Compared to reading about the shit that's happening to Leslie Jones, I'll take this any day of the week.

*Fred Durst waits eagerly by his phone for a call from Lifetime*