sept 9 in idea barrages

I kind of want to put a domino mask on a Halloween skeleton in hopes someone asks why so I can stare them straight in the eye and say “He’s The Bone Ranger”.

The Jedi Council tried explaining to Anakin all the dangers of the dark side of the Force but all he heard was “yoda yoda yoda”.

In the time between the two snaps, the Marvel Cinematic Universe was Grootin’-free.

Just to wrap up the idea, the biggest “First World Problem” is getting the q-tips with the jank-ass plastic stick instead of the Superior In Every Way rolled-up paper stick. I do not know why such a small difference makes such a big difference but damn.

If you believe that you are spiritually a small ceramic dish for baking and serving an individual portion of food, are you a rame-kin? Are you a ramekin-kin?

The lattes they sell at Chik-Fil-A are called “bumpkin spice”. All proceeds go to homophobic middle-aged ladies named Karen who shuffle in circles around the JCPenneys jewelry counter, professionally.

No, the darkest pop culture mash-up of all would be “Calvin and Hobbes” with “We Need To Talk About Kevin” into “We Need To Talk About Calvin”. “He thought his stuffed animal tiger was real,” the anchorman intoned, “but the counselors did nothing.”

The interesting thing about the nickname “Ben” is that it’s a verb in the past tense, at least out-loud. “What’s your name?” “Ben Franklin.” “I’m not asking what your name has been, I’m asking what it is now.” That kinda thing.