Booooooo.

You mean I could have a robot mop my kitchen in the nude?!

So that’s what the kids are calling it these days.

Hey, this one is too wholesome. These are supposed to make you feel like shit no matter what your virtues are, I protest!

Oh my yes!

I also picture myself getting assfucked by my sexbot while roleplaying as John Connor.

How’s this:

It’s not arguing, it’s explaining to them why they’re wrong. It’s a public service, really.

They’re not meaningless. You get badges. BADGES!

Redundant, my ass already sounds like a clarinet.

Proper stretching is important no matter what the sexual preference.

Because they’re easier to have sex on without falling over?

All due respect to the serious question herein, but the joke I like to make in this situation is to say I’m trisexual: I’ll try anything!

So help me God I will beat you with a mop.

The awesomeness of that scene almost made me forget how annoyed I was that SpongeBob could suddenly drive because the plot demanded it.

“Waiter, change my order to the robotic back!”

They were ahead of their time with a lot of their comedy. I quote this show on an almost daily basis. “Back to the water for you, Mr. Gills!” “I ain’t afraid of no rolly coaster!” “A lot of people think a lot of things about Hawaii.” “We’re earthLINGS, let’s blow up earth THINGS!”

I hate Disney, love Star Wars and Marvel. I wish they didn’t own those properties but they do, and I still enjoy those movies/shows.

I watched the trial. She was hilariously demolished on the stand about damn near everything. Yeah they found him guilty in the UK but based on the US trial and how clearly and blatantly she was caught lying over and over again it just makes me think the UK trial was a steaming load of Amber Heard shit.

Yes but that’s the defense, mental disorder in lieu of criminal intent.