And Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, ‘O Lord, bless this thy hand grenade, that with it thou mayst blow thine enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy.’ And the Lord did grin. And the people did feast upon the lambs, and sloths, and carp, and anchovies, and orangutans, and breakfast cereals, and fruit bats, and large chulapas…

And the Lord spake, saying, '‘First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it.’

And I only learned about him in the first place because of Watchmen.

As an autist, I find this assertion nonsensical and offensively reductive.

Love this!

Think you better quit letting shit slip…

The solution: no human contact.

#Justice4Tuvix!

That’s definitely a mental image right there.

Yer gonna need a much longer pole…

Gladys was apparently 30 when she died, having been born in 1896. Such a fascinating person for having lived such a short life.

You’ve clearly never had the transcendent experience of shitting in the woods. Or behind a dumpster at the Circle K.

I think they oughta install a tiny steam boiler just for the Choo Choo.

Ooooooh yeeeeeah, brother! Can yooooou dig it?

Nods approvingly

I’m aware. I’ve been through half a dozen of them and don’t want to buy another. An aux cord costs $5 and last practically forever unless you abuse them. My car has built-in Bluetooth, but it has a weird delay and randomly disconnects, mutes, or starts changing what I’m playing on my phone like a remote is pressing buttons.

I bought a USB-to-aux adapter because my current phone does not have a headphone jack and my vehicle doesn’t have Bluetooth. I use it literally every day, sometimes for hours. It’s utter nonsense that they are getting rid of them.

Sounds familiar. I wonder what it is about cider and malt beverages that suddenly don’t settle?

The O’Brian!

He SuuufFfFfffeerRrrrs

Spock in the Warp Core - Tamarian version of “The needs of the many…”

Kirk, his voice broken - An uncharacteristic display of emotion.

This might be the best Trekkified variant of this meme. Love it.