m8 in idea barrages

Ultimately, the timing of their heights wasn’t quite enough in tune to get us around to “Fiona Snapple” and that’s a shame.

Next time someone is trying to get dates by showing himself in a picture with a big ol’ fish he caught, just reply “EW I DON’T WANT A THREE WAY WITH A FISH, YOU’RE WEIRD!” That’ll teach him.

Darth Vader’s volcanic throne world, except instead of flames and magma, it’s a goose biome. Great heaving seas of geese, goosing all over the place. The dread planet Goosetafar.

Step 1: Create a cereal with little graham cracker wads shaped like Saddam Hussein called “Graham Saddams”. Step 2: License the Ram Jam song “Black Betty” for your jingle. Step 3: Have America chanting “WHOA BLACK BETTY, GRAHAM SADDAMS!” along with the ads. Step 4: Billionaire.

I like to think that the Hamburglar isn’t really in it for the eating of the hamburgers, it’s more about knowing he stole one, the thrill of the hunt. Maybe he saves them all in a pile and just looks at it lovingly like in Uncle Scrooge’s moneybin. Maybe just feeds em to Grimace.

A religious recruitment version of the Harlem Globetrotters, where the team is all dressed as various Biblical figures and the opposing team is all, like, devils and demons and whatnot. I can’t say I’d go watch that unironically but, I will say, ironically? All the way.

A head-canon where the Hamburglar is Wimpy’s son. On the one hand, Wimpy is disappointed in him that his boy stoops to crude theft as opposed to more elegant confidence games, on the other, he appreciates his boy’s zest for hamburger sandwiches.

The worst possible television pitch I think you could make, that some craven exec would think there’s money in, would be now that “Young Sheldon” is over, you do a cartoon about all the Big Bang Theory characters in nursery school together called “Sheldon Babies”.