Hey! Joey-Joe-Joe!

Nothing worse than a surprise vowel movement.

He ate too much Täcö Bëll and now has a bad case of diaeresis.

*shake, shake, shake*

ALL SIGNS POINT TO YES.

Douchebag über alles.

I'm imagining you also having an app that makes your voice sound like Bane,

Virtual What Computers?

Virtual What Festival?

You can call her Princess Angelina Contessa Louisa Francesca Banana Fana Bo Besca III.

Whatever you say, Mr. Kiedis.

It will have him three times in one night, if you know what I mean.

It could potentially decrease the number of people with undiagnosed gastrointestinal disorders.

But can the taste make up for the shame from strangers knowing how horribly unhealthy my diet is?

Come, now, this is the internet. It's no place for hating things.

Uh… hmm… how about Ghost Mutt?

Ha, I see what you did there. But I'm not really sure Encino Man can really be considered either extremely successful or sci-fi.

And not nearly polygonal enough.

"Know what this needs? More tower! *grunt, grunt, grunt*"

But if he dies before he grows up to be Sean Bean, then there's a Sean Bean that never got a chance to be killed. The universe won't allow that.

How it's regarded under copyright law.