I couldn’t help but like this sketch.
This is going really well.
Minor breakdown
Kevins Vs. Joes@ Delirium
SF Clubhouse 1-26-08
Hogan knows Shell Stations
Today we saw Nick Hogan at the Shell station. He did fill up his gas tank. He did not say his prayers, eat his vitamins, or wear a shirt.
Fictional characters that visited Sesame Street
I want to see Wayne Campbell with some muppets right now.
iammattjordan:andyriesmeyer:caylamarie:(via lepanopticon)
Today was the day time travel was invited. Long live Doc Brown.
(via approachabler)
I think that the ship from Independence Day is hiding in the clouds in this picture Justin took. Run! Harry Connick Jr. can’t save you!
ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY!
In 1955, Doctor Emmet Lathrop Brown was standing on a toilet hanging a wall clock when he slipped and beat his head on the bathroom sink. Unconscious, Doc had a vision. And that vision was that of a flux capacitor — the device that makes time travel possible.
Also, today was only TWO WEEKS away from the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance.
(via Geekologie)
As soon as I read this, I got up and told everyone in the office. No one was impressed. One girl just yelled out, “Dork.” I still think it’s really cool, so I guess she’s right.
I feel Ron’s pain on this one. A few weeks ago in my office, someone was laughing about a typo in a proposal letter where ‘floor’ was spelled wrong and said ‘What the heck is a sloor?’ and I said ‘the second form of Gozer the Traveler!’ and all I got were blank stares. Many self esteems knew what it was to be roasted in the depths of the Slor that day, I can tell you.
“ The word God is for me nothing more than the expression and product of human weakness, the Bible a collection of honorable, but still purely primitive, legends which are nevertheless pretty childish.
Albert Einstein (via goldenfiddle)
Doc Brown’s dog didn’t believe in god. Also, he could talk and write.
Transfailure
I love Transformers way to much for a 27 year old man. For example, can you carry a 25 minute conversation about the Technobots? I can, and that’s probably not a good thing.
Regardless, when Revenge of the Fallen was released in theatres, I didn’t go. I had heard all about black face Autobots and no story to speak of and Devestator’s balls and didn’t want to go. Not that my personal ban on the movie affected it’s making millions in any way.
I had forgotten it had been added to my Netflix, and then yesterday, there it was in the mail, sitting there like the cursed tape in The Ring.
How does one make a 2.5 hour movie without a story, or character arcs? A Lucky Charms commercial has more of a plot then this movie did. I have a feeling that when the writers first got together to work on Revenge of the Fallen, this is what happened:
Writer 1: I think some time should have gone by, and now the military unit from the first one is attached to the Autobots, and they hunt rogue Decepticons.
Writer 2: Yeah, and the Decepticons are trying to get away with doing something pretty big.
Michael Bay kicks down the door, masturbating furiously.
Bay: BALLS! Hey you nerd fags working on this script! I like what we’ve got so far!
Writer 1: You haven’t looked at it.
Bay: SCROTE MONKEY! SHAPPOW! Hey, you know what people like?! Tar babies! Can we make one that turns into a car and then BOOM! Also, somebody’s leg needs to get FUCKING HUMPED!
In the end, I’m just happy that I’m alive, I guess. I watched this like a thousand times to get the evil out, though.
Watch this before Vince McMahon takes it down. Just in time for the Thanksgiving season!
Bushwackers! Gobbledygooker!
