Meh. NBC needs more sex appeal. They should throw in some more Bill Clinton. And it wouldn't kill them to be more diverse, so toss in a little James Buchanan action as well.

12-year-old me is overjoyed right now. Present-day me is concerned about the "focusing on the human creators" element, which means that we'll have to watch 15 minutes of bullshit for every five minutes of actual robot fighting. He also remembers the original Battlebots and how it eventually became a contest to see who…

I'll join if the proper pronunciation of the acronym is Ka-boom. Because while I enjoy the moon I love puns so much more.

Does it really only cost $840,000 to send something to the moon? Because I have some incriminating evidence I'd like to get as far away from this planet as possible and launching it into the sun is proving prohibitively expensive.

$1,000? Someone got fooled by the gold cartridge.

You clearly get more text messages than I do.

That sounds like it would be fun at first by infuriating after a week or so.

I still have never gotten past it. (Granted, I last tried about 12 years ago. I always ended up changing the water levels at the wrong time or missing a key or something stupid that I never figured out.

Sources have passed along the first draft of the pilot to me. Here's a taste:

It was grape drink. It wasn't carbonated so it wasn't soda. And it sure as shit wasn't juice. But it was only 2 bucks a gallon.

It's definitely an oversimplification, and honestly I only formed the theory because I'm fucking sick of seeing poorly produced ad spots with that damn jingle every time I watch TV.

They may be farmers, but they're not "good 'ol country folk."

I don't even think it's a joke. I'm pretty sure it's just a way to have a "whites only" dating site without outright saying it. Which is why literally every person featured in their commercials is blonde haired and blue eyed.

Shit. You're right. I forgot about that. Just Daniels and the bartender get murdered then. But I'm not ruling out zombies.

Here's my pitch: Someone with a grudge against the Continental kills the concierge, the hot bartender and maybe the guy played by Lester Freeman. Ian MacShane asks John Wick to help get revenge on who did it. The two team up and rampage through some other city—LA? Chicago? Somewhere overseas? The rest is just a…

"I still wake up a Cheeseburger in a city that ain't."

The entire plot was stolen from Family Guy. They did a whole episode where Brian had to be the Martin Luther King of sentient talking dogs.

Makes sense. Because if there's anything the last decade has taught us, it's that people love only having 24 hours to watch something and then never having a chance to see it again. That and branded content. Especially the millenials that use Snapchat.

If someone says that a movie you like reminded them of Nazi propaganda, it doesn't really help your case against them if you freak the fuck out and start banning that person from places.

Sounds like there were plenty of babies.