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Wonder Woman looks like she isn’t sure about Wonder Woman-ing in this picture:

Found some cool Savage Dragon stuff in the dollar bin today.

“No, officer, you don’t understand. This is a Chevrolet. I’m ALLOWED to park on this natural landmark. I’m seeing the USA! It’s mine! Mine! THEY TOLD ME!”

Checking out Schitt’s Creek:

If I was President I woulda done this for that Dredd movie about Judge Dredd because that movie kicks ass and then we’d have more movies about Judge Dredd

detective: so you’re just out walking in the woods alone and you stumble on this body? me: yes sir worst thing i ever saw in my life detective: do you mind me asking what you were doing in the woods? me: (inaudible) detective: can you speak up son? we're recording. me: chasing a leprechaun

Good dog!

I didn’t know that the words you sent to me meant more to me than they ever could you.

Even if things end up a bit too heavy, we’ll all float on.

Maybe the only good thing about social media, coming into it from a pretty small town, is discovering all the other folks who were into stuff like Evil Dead, John Carpenter movies, and Godzilla. Like, we live in a world where strangers can bond over Basket Case. That’s pretty special.

i'm no saint but when i look at The Files i have to say that these "people" who present themselves and see themselves as the finest, or indeed only, human beings are walking talking plague bacilli gleefully rotting everything they can get their hands on, they're the scum of the earth, not immigrants

Harold Lauder, I’ll kick you right in the nuts, you greasy little shitbird.

If I split this hair enough times, the moral high ground will be mine, surely.

The Joker origin story I choose to believe:

He was a big fat pig of a fish.

THE ROAD WARRIOR (1981)

‘Where were you when I made the world?’

It absolutely does, and it's to DARK STARS what Stephen King's "The Mist" is to DARK FORCES.

Check it out! John Langan’s Wendigo story “Enough for Hunger and Enough for Hate” goddamn rules!

Batman has read Dune

And it’s true, we named our children after towns that we’ve never been to.

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He was a big fat pig of a fish.

I’ve got zero patience for dudes who claim they can’t shop, cook, do dishes, clean house, or change a goddamn diaper. They aren’t serious people.

The Joker origin story I choose to believe:

And furthermore, Susan, I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised to learn that all four of them habitually smoked marijuana cigarettes.

Dig if you will, the picture, of you and I engaged in a kiss.

‘I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine.’

worth noting that the second rich people stopped being afraid of mobs tearing them limb from limb, they stopped building libraries and opera houses and stuff and started ripping the copper wiring out of the walls of society instead

I hope Comicon will announce the ghosts of Norman Breyfogle and Richard Corben on their guest list.

Some say “no” to drugs, and take a stand, but after the show they go looking for the dope man.

Dontcha know it’s gonna be… alright?

Da-haaaa da-haaaaa, da-hahahahahaaaa

I knew a girl named Nikki, I guess you could say she was a sex fiend. I met her in a hotel lobby masturbating with a magazine. She said, "How'd you like to waste some time?" And I could not resist when I saw little Nikki grind.

Me: I got your little nosey, haha. I got your little nosey, Mr. floppy ears. Mr. cutie floppy ears. My dog, perceiving all collective memories of his kind, hunting an elk with his pack, howling at the moon with his mate: ᵗʷᵒ⁻ˡᵉᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᵖᶦᵍ, ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶜʰᵉᵉˢᵉ ⁿᵒʷ. ᵇᶦᵍ ᵖᶦᵍ, ᵗᶦᵐᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᶜʰᵉᵉˢᵉ. ᶜʰᵉᵉˢᵉ, ᵗᵃˡˡ ᵖᶦᵍ

Five-year-old me: Oooh, that Batman cartoon! What adventures will he go on today? *the villain is left in tears, unable to process their fears and obsessions. And Batman, a looming presence born of the inability to rationalize terror, is the only one there to comfort them* Me: Oh. Huh.

Feel no shame about shape Weather changes their phrase Even mother will show you another way

When you were young, and your heart was an open book.

I bought you a brand new Ford, you said “I want a Cadillac.” I bought you a ten dollar dinner, you said “Thanks for the snack.” I let you live in my penthouse, you said “It was just a shack.” I gave you seven children, and now you wanna give ‘em back!

Ah fuck it’s only Tuesday.

“Law and order, unless it’s hard to do.”

I think it’s his lung!

Fired up SWEDISH CULTS by Anders Fager. Having a good time with it so far, club girls, drugs, and bog murders. There’s a reference to “rednecks on mopeds,” which I think is a funny image stacked against my Midwest reckoning of rednecks.