may 15 in idea barrages

If Vanilla Ice had made Ice Ice Baby in 2023, it wouldn’t have been “tip to my waitress” it would’ve been “link to my socials”. Look into your heart, young Skywalker, you know it to be true.

If Indiana Jones found Jesus’s beer stein instead of His wine cup, would he have been all like “THIS BELONGS IN A BREW-SEUM!”?

That hairdresser, man, the revolutionary things she was doing. The shear audacity.

Your party has traveled underground for days, maybe weeks, hard to tell without the sun. You come upon a series of tents. Dark elf traders with which you can replenish your stores. “DROW BAZAAR!” you yell to your traveling companions, “DROW BAZAAR, DROW BAZAAR, DROW BAZAAR!”

The purpose of the Easter Island statues isn’t that mysterious, really. Think about it: it’s where the rabbit hides all those chocolate eggs.

A song about marrying the Creature From The Black Lagoon’s child called “Son Of A Creature-Man”.

Why do we call them “contractions” when we could call them “birthquakes”?

A role-playing-game obsessed luchadore named “Monster Manuel”. Maybe his finishing move could be “The Natural 20”.