Quadruple drunk? I'm seein' double!

How soon we forget Marvel Team-Up #158, where you and Werewolf By Night did pee in Fallon's Cheerios?

In their place: Spider-Men!

W-w-what?

But we love John Candy.

I momentarily interpreted that as Trump(R) having registered his name under copyright, which I wouldn't be surprised at.

Rarrrrrr!

I want Wonder Woman to have an end credit kick-off similar to Iron Man 3, but using the 1970s series theme and star graphics. They won't of course, those humorless Warner jerks.

"Justice is Served, Internet!"

I swear the delay at Five Guys is the fries. The fry guy at my local doesn't even start the fries until the burgers are off the grill, condimented, and wrapped. If I order just a burger I have it in my hands within five minutes; burger + fries can take 15 if the fry guy isn't attentive.

My dad had gone to the hospital so much in his final year that when my sister phoned me to say "Dad's gone," at first I just thought he was off to the hospital again.

The Cosby Show aired for eight seasons on NBC from September 20, 1984 until April 30, 1992.

Wouldn't it just splash off those reflective eye-thingees in your mask? Like the time in the comics when Hydro-Man met Clorox-Man and they merged together to try to defeat Spider-Man who whipped up a rubber waterproof suit to fight them?

I'd have called it Mr Chazzwazzer.

Now would actually be the exact time for the Taco Bell to make a comment.

That's the MOOING Ordinance, citizen.

Shania law? That don't impress me much.

Now with more space between each singer!

Chewy.

Post-credits zoom in on the cold body of 2016 slowly tumbling through deep space