Ol' pigeon slicer.

I much prefer Arch-Duking, though I confess it is damned rough on the pheasant.

Mackenzie Davis FTW

The look of the Klingons was designed to disguise the twist of thingy being a whoozit. Much better to restore the classic Goatee,vest and ‘tude Klingons. 

I want to put my face between her thighs, but I don’t want that denim on my shoulders.

Political reporters sometimes (and perhaps ironically) still refer to The Man On The Clapham Omnibus as an alternative to The Man On The Street, though the phrase has mostly fallen out of use.

Going purely on appearance, I would imagine he spends his days terrorising a high school wrestling squad.

Those tacky gold 360 rims need to go, yesterday.

I think Australian internet is measured in spiders.

The fine details may leave a little to be desired, but it’s probably not that far from how the thing originally looked.

Eaten by panthers?

I always looked forward to Supergirl.

This is the Trump era equivalent of The Dolphins leaving planet Earth in Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy.

I would swap it out for Yakety Sax.

That trailer is about 50 secs too long. It should end right when the ticking stops.

“Can we have 15% more bastards, please? I feel like we’re bastard-light.”

Where I come from that orange thing is called a Cheesy Wotsit.

Yeah, he’s so unattractive. Makes me wonder how a plain-looking yokel like him ever got work in the first place.