The thing about this that always bothered me was the "by the pussy" bit. How are you supposed to get leverage there? It's like he's a terrible erotic fiction writer or a 12-year-old who's never touched boobies.

"How much ya milk?"

I'm willing to help grind.

With a K.

I must concur. My handsomeness level is off the charts. I have been told this several times. But these women that I'm deigning to right swipe upon must all not recognize which direction they should be swiping in once they become mesmerized by my looks.

The analytics back this up!

There's no sex in the VIP room. There's champagne in there.

A rescue dog….rescuing another dog.

"Whooohohooooooa! Let's give it up got Evel Karabeel, ladies and gentlemen! He'll be performing over at the Bowl-O-Rama on Main Street Tuesday night.

If these show up in airports, someone's going to trip over it and spill food on themselves, and that robot's going to be paying someone's medical bills for life.

Highest price the console will ever be.
Smallest library the console will ever have.
Most hardware issues the console will ever have.

Phantoms, not Phantom.

"However, some of the production crew on that staff wrote a song about it. I believe they went on to do ok."

It's a dogwhistle.

Sweet. Thanks for showing me the love. You, your music, and people who love your music all separated from the general population for a while.

This game only exists for you to attach things to other things, and then make one of those things explode.

Science checks out.

You nailed that.

I don't pay you to think!

I TOLD YOU TO STICK TO HERKY-JERKY DANCING!