july 2 in idea barrages

Oh, all the sudden the dog’s my good buddy when he smells I have barbecue ribs. I SEE HOW IT IS, OLLIE. I see how it is.

If you’re just tearing down the paint toward a slam, are you dunk-driving?

If you were really cool, you would dub over that scene where Indiana Jones get chased by a giant rock with “Papa Was A Rolling Stone”.

A really depressed yoga instructor everyone calls Downward Doug.

A terrible romantic comedy about rival EDM DJs who fall in love called WUB, ACTUALLY.

If the Federation is full metric now, isn’t it kind of weird that he’s named “Miles O’Brien”? Isn’t that like being named “Hogshead Jones” or “Hectacre Goldstein”?

Hamlet, except instead of a kingdom it’s about a race car team and you call it DANES OF THUNDER.

You look around Carlsbad Caverns in wonder. “If these are Carlsbad Caverns,” you solemnly intone, “I can only imagine what his GOOD caverns look like.”