The name sounds like a Malcolm Tucker Caribbean vacation.
Me too! I love having psychotropic nightmares inflicted on me!
“Taylor, if you're going to continue to defy the laws of entropy by refusing to age, they will start performing experiments on you!"
What kids don’t understand is how much hard work it takes to become a star. The collapsing under your own weight/gravity, the fragmenting into clumps to form a protostar (which can take about 10 million years, mind you), the burning of hydrogen, that tumultuous T-Tauri phase (we've all been there), and all of that…
Malcolm Tucker could exterminate all of the Daleks with one profane tirade.
Yep, everyone’s got their health issues for all different reasons. And no matter what it is, giving someone a huffy, nasty lecture while you’re waiting for the bus rarely ever makes someone go “Gasp! I never considered my body issues before, but Mr./Miss. Holier-Than-Thou has shown me the way!"
Hell, get Bryan Fuller to give the body a trippy, creepy Hannibal treatment. Turn his body into a spider web or wrap him up in cellophane with all of his blood and guts drained. I'd love to see Will Graham walk us through this one.
The People’s Poet is edgier than this
He already has a table with Dick's name on it!
Damn straight! Crazy bastards, blowing up everyone who approaches the Nellis Air Force Base! Yes, we know you have a Howitzer and we don’t, you don’t need to rub it in!
Like a foul-mouthed Scottish Johnny English.
Along with Dissociative Identy Disorder and Schizophrenia. They fetishize the shit out of those.
Scottish, yes!
The next installment will take place in Medieval times. Sherwood Hath Fallen!
NERV Has Fallen.
It's a classic, but it can't compare to Statham's Expendables gem "I now pronounce you man and knife."
It was written at a time in his life when Morrissey was very, very sad. Breakfast, actually.