Before the sci-fi angle was added, it was originally the tale of a small-town Irish policeman, Rob O’Cop.

I think we must have been in the same theater! :D 

I would argue that Search Party did that better (and funnier).

Don’t forget us random-ass people who comment on it! 

Maybe they’ll cover the actual fucked-up story of the Alamo:

My exec function is not atrocious, but it’s definitely unreliable. Honestly the thing that ultimately solved it for me is a marriage with someone who can handle it for me.

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“The cave of Vomitorax the Yellow-Brown! I hear he’s sitting on mountains of treasure! Let’s go!”

“The dragon barfs on you. Roll a d20 to determine your level of disgust.”

Oh yeah! I remember those too! Was beginning to think this was a Mandela Effect thing!

Yeah but did Woodward have her own line of popular salad dressings? I think not! 

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The discourse cannot hear the discourser;
Blogs fall apart; the clickthrough rate cannot hold;
Mere snark is loosed upon the world

For sure, homophobia is as old as western culture, but these tokenized moments are important fuel for the fire.

Bill Burr as James Bond? Dammit, I’m in! 

Mmm salmon & broccoli - one of my mom’s favorite recipes! 

Amen - it’s like that momentary gay kiss in the Buzz Lightyear movie. Nobody gay asked for that, it really doesn’t advance anything for us. As a gay kid, I don’t know if it would have mattered much to me. 

“I can no longer sit back and allow the international Communist conspiracy to sap and impurify all of our precious bodily fluids!”

They should pay us as spokespeople! :D

Actually the preferred phrasing is “Betwixt Martha’s Vines”

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