The scene where a coked out Paul Blart shot a shoplifter at point blank range in a Mall Dressing room to the tones of Cream's White Room was jarring but ultimately pretty funny.

Yeah, I was interested in seeing Christoph Waltz' take on Boba Fett.

It channels the thing? Well this just became the thing I'm most excited about…though how will Kurt Russel get his hands on a Civil War era Flamethrower I wonder…

Okay I haven't watched anything Sesame Street related in a long time bar some guest spots on youtube, was Elmo always like 1 and a half times larger than Kermit? No joke or anything I'm just curious.

I'll stop call him a shock comic when he stops using his demonstrable psychokinetic powers to create static electricity all over the place him and the Illuminati are really making my life miserable!

It will be poison control's greatest struggle yet.

Do you think a good hard shake would do it? Are the bags shake resistant. This is a growing cottage industry and these questions are important!

They brought back those flea things from outside of Cainhurst. The only acceptable explanation is that from software hates ME personally.

I need to make a Princess Bubblegum so we can co-op.

It was literally all bluetooth headsets there.

Go ahead and add Satanic Rituals to the list too, you can't get half way through a decent goat sacrifice these days without someone taking a selfie with Azmodius or some asshole checking in.

Please Col, any real fan will tell you his name was "Blue Guy From the Walking Dead."

Thrash the student?
…is the student Bob Ducca!?

Why doesn't Prince just declare them over like he did for the internet a couple years back.

What about words with an unvoiced o near the end, I just need to know whether I should name my plane the Condr or not.

She'll be fine. The Babysitter has the number for poison control…I figure pretty much any problem can be solved by them I mean they control poisons for god's sake!

Good call do one of those super normal looking "taking off my shoes in a theater move" and then you're good to go!

What level of entitlement do you need to have to walk into a private restroom and just thing "Yeah people here probably want to hear what I'm up to while I take a shit"

It's times like that I wish there was a service that provided large bags of agitated scorpions that you could just open up and heave over the stall wall.

Oh you absolutely know the other guy is also taking a shit.