Okay, this is so stupid on so many levels.
This is also stupid... but on a whole other level.
We now offer photo evidence of the evil pussy
Game Time! Track Master Fantasy Showdown... Just keep your cursor on the target. Easy, right?
Someone... anyone... please explain this.
One of my favorite bands plays live! (How'd they do that?)
They start them early, now.
Whew... he looks all yarned out.
The Family Guy educates us on the FCC while these Japanese fishermen get in the mix.
Who lives in a pineapple under the... OH MY GODS! MY EYES! MY EYES!
Go on... wake up with The Captain.
Beer! Is there anything you can't do? (Besides get me laid, that is.)
Science builds a better Jello shot. My liver shakes in fear.
Cheeze... I mean cheers...
HAL 9000 tells you what you'll like. Music still sucks.
I got nuthin'.
By the power of numbskull! I have the cos-play!
I'm not sure this really helps...
Here's a bunch of guys we don't have to fear reproducing.
Your scrotum. Know the facts!
So, um, what school was this one, again?
And now you know!
I don't even want to know where Artoo is.
Gotta hand it to this fella... that's good.
Va - room!
And the obvious flaw? No one eats lima beans.
Dude, no one is impressed.
Republicans cry foul over Harry Potter? Shoe's on the other foot, now.
Wait... is he on our side?
Time for some serious reading!
I got nuthin'... except for an urge to poke my eyes out.
Game Time! Defend Your Stronghold! Keep them out of your house. Easy, right?
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