Oh, I dunno. It’ll depend who else they get to fill out the cast, but Gibson and Living Cigarette can handle this in their sleep.

Chain smoking isn’t kind to forehead wrinkles.

In a remake of the original Mad Max, I’d agree wholeheartedly, but Hardy was great mainly because he was a nihilistic, physical presence that left a void for Furiosa to fill, to the benefit of all.

I bought a motion-sensor nightlight ($4 for 4 on Amazon) and put it next to the toilet. Problem solved.

Mario was a pretty big letdown for me, mainly because of the disjointed nature of it. I felt like I was playing super-polished Mario Maker levels mashed up into a big ball at times.

Aftermath of colorful misters’ heist.

We aren’t there yet, but what’s going on now is how we got there. We’re just pointing out that we know how this ends, so can we just skip it this time (HA!)?

I’m pretty sure Bezos is fully aware of the Robber Baron era: he preemptively purchased a portion of the muckrakers of this era.

I know it’s tough to tell at times, but Grimes is actually a human, not a cat. She is white as fuck, though.

He comes from the era of the “Social Six”- the top six teeth need to be perfect, because that’s what’s going to be on low def camera/ in view in a normal situation. HD TV is not kind to the garbage disposal bottom row that Rudy sports.

Shitting their pants while looking you in the eyes and smiling.

Man, you’ve still got it, CFB!

My mom (an English teacher in the 70s) had a class set of Twilight Zone episodes that Rod Serling had written as short stories from the screenplays. It was one of my favorite books, and may have polluted my list a bit.

“He has asked God for forgiveness. Let he among us who is without sin cast the first stone. My bible’s pages are sticky.”

One would think?

This is a collusion thing, right? “Don’t want to set a precedent...”

Hey, man, the struggle is real for us olds.

Faaaake! No one has ever had Infinity as their uniform number.

Trump’s the kinda guy who sprints all-out to start a marathon so he can say he was on pace to smash the world record, right before collapsing in a heap holding his chest (to thunderous applause).

I’m with you. I don’t care if the hot dog has been on the rollers since before the signing of the Magna Carta, I’m eating the tasty little bastard.