Simpsons did it.

1. Add lobster as topping choice for daily departmental pizza parties.

Respec for mah Elephant Seal homie.

We should crowdfund to send that kid some John Brown and Will Sherman merch.

The outer walls of my bunker are lined with old-school Shredded Wheat boxes.

Does the Critereon version of Frankenstein have a third act?

It helps when you’re better armed than the Ukrainian army.

Probably tried to change the price of the hotdogs.

Uh-oh! It’s hatching!

That’s got to hurt.

Because unlike the women’s golds, those medals aren’t going to be spending equal time in both countries.

In all likelihood, yes.

“I remember these riffs being easier to play.”

“Dave, you used to be 75% cocaine by volume.”

Cubic Mikonium.

“His statements were factual, but ran a little to long.”

That is the most Swiss way to tell some critics to go fuck themselves.

What makes the cross country sking story even more bananas was that moments before, the the gold medal winner had given a heartfelt and tearful interview in which he dedicated his win to his teammate who had died and whose body he was the one to discover.

Riding the horsie in Career Opportunities…

Except, of course, for the murder forests.

Lt. Commander in Starfleet, but admiral in Creepy Gutbug Hierarchy.

And the koala from Star Trek tops them all.

That guy that got his head blown up.