j10 in idea barrages

It’s weird being on a medicine for its intended purpose when it’s gotten so trendy for its off-label use. Like, man, I know you’re just trying to cut 20 pounds for beach season, but me, I’m taking it because I got the ‘betes. It’s weird.

Filking parody songs at a Battlefield Earth fan convention sort of begin and end with TERLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN.

The only thing sadder than the man who thinks a stripper actually likes him is the man who thinks the Hooters girl actually likes him.

If you work as a set PA for Blade, you’re technically a Blade runner.

I think we could undo royalty entirely if we just started calling them mascots.

Man-Goose & Mongoose would probably have to be a hero-villain pairing. They couldn’t be on the same side, it’d be too confusing in the heat of battle. “Mongoose! Use Honk Attack!” “Captain America, which one of us were you talking to?” “The one that honks!”

I just realized that they were calling the president “Sleepy Joe” on a play on the loose-meat sandwich the Sloppy Joe and, man, that is a failed pun beneath even me. “Sleepy Joe”. C’mon. Take a little pride in your CRAFTSMANSHIP, word-coiners.

Not a lot of people would’ve picked THE PRODUCERS as the film that would best depict the media landscape in America in the 2020s but here we are.