I’m proud to admit that I have this poster hanging on my wall, because I am a nerd.

Plus who’s going to speak up for a mime when they don’t speak up for anyone else?

Actually first they came for the mimes but everyone was pretty okay with that.

They came first for the clowns, and I didn’t speak up because I wasn’t a clown...

Based on what I know about rockets, it looks like the funny voice air started getting out, which caused the fire to come out of the wrong places:

I’ll concur but would like to add that most of my working life was with some real sharp cats and most of them with engineering degrees. It was the combination of field experience and book smarts that resulted in some very successful projects.

We can maybe form one of those ‘well regulated’ militias? That outta at least earn us some slightly reckless prejudice, right?

I wrote my Master’s Thesis on Post-Soviet Russian Nationalism. Mother Russia have never given the remotest fuck. Not once in their 1100 year history.

I wish I had an army, so I could also meme with extreme prejudice.

I’ll take that analog car and the smile factor that goes with it. Goes well with my early retirement (at 56) and no degree to get me there.

“This cart here as two horse power. Its literally powered by two horses, with a top speed of however fast they can trot that day.” “They even make a pony version for Hammond.”

“Oh Cock.”

-In the distance...- “I MENDED SOMETHING!”

Somehow a picture of “a ye olde Jeremy Clarkson ‘fixing’ the (assumed) coal furnace by sledge hammering it” comes to my mind.

It wasn’t derision, believe me. But the animation of the booster returning to the launch pad and the mechanical arm putting the supply stage on top for a new launch strained imagination.

Hey hey hey... go easy on him. It’s probably only his 3rd time actually flying in his lifelong Airforce career. He’s probably used to the controls in his pirated copy of Microsoft Flight Simulator 1.0.

This comment is so good, it Bears repeating.

I understood that reference.