#Miscellaneous
WEEKEND OPEN BAR: Revealing costumes and party fouls!
[WEEKEND OPEN BAR: The one-stop ramble-about-anything weekend post at OL. Comment on the topic at hand. Tell us how drunk you are. Describe a comic you bought. This is your chance to bring the party.]
What’s up, fools! I’m not going to lie to you all. Despite it being nearly 10:30 on a Friday evening, I’m staring into the void of a Word document trying to churn out my thesis for graduate school. None the less, I figured it was worth barfing up some sort of Weekend Open Bar. The site’s been quiet all day, and dammit I miss you guys and gals. So I had to come up with something. Something! Anything. Mindless, I panicked. Nothing was coming to mind.
Rumor: Frank Grillo to play Crossbones in ‘CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER’
Do you know who Frank Grillo is? I don’t. He was in The Grey? I liked that flick. Can’t place him, though. Regardless of whether or not I have any previous knowledge on the square-jawed lad, apparently he may be playing Crossbones in Captain America 2: Dethawed but not Deflowered.
Einstein’s letter where he denies existence of GOD sold on Ebay for ridic money.
Einstein’s famous letter where he more or less spread his genius bum all over the concept of God has sold on eBay for a ridiculous amount of ducets. I mean, shoot. I’d love to own it, but for the price it went for? Clearly the buyer isn’t worried about making rent on their secret Mars base.
WEEKEND OPEN BAR: Commenters (DEVIANTS) Come Home!
[WEEKEND OPEN BAR: The one-stop ramble-about-anything weekend post at OL. Comment on the topic at hand. Tell us how drunk you are. Describe a comic you bought. This is your chance to bring the party.]
What up cretins? What up populators of the Spaceship Omega? Been quite the hot minute since I’ve had time to catch my breath. Both myself and Brother Rendar have been exceptionally busy coming off of a glorious NYCC last week. To everyone who may have latched onto this Nightmare Missile like krill, godspeed. Welcome. Buckle-up, shotgun your beverage of choice, and participate in the madness.
Fossilized spider attacking a wasp is 110 million years old. JURASSIC PARK GET.
Check this shit out! Straight up Jurassic Park. I don’t know what we’re going to clone from this glorious preservation, but I am calling first dibs on riding it. Hell yeah! Buying my new riding crop. T-Rex. Giant spider. Don’t matter. I got firsties.
Be Handsome Jack from ‘BORDERLANDS 2’ with this printable mask. Geekcraft rock!
This is the berries, right hurr. Jeffrey Broome has concocted a printable mask of the smarmy Borderlands 2 antagonist for us to all don with glee. Forget Guy Fawkes, it is all Handsome Jack. All the time.
THIS WEEK ON Dexter: “Sunshine and Frosty Swirl”
This episode finally had a character on the show suffer the realization that I did dozens of episodes ago. Deb is all like, “Harry was probably a puke-filled toilet of a Dad.” Even if you take away the idea that Dexter is interpreting Harry’s code through a blood-soaked curtain, why the fuck would a Dad ever drub up such a thing? All I know is that if I ever have a sociopathic kid, I probably won’t default to teaching him the right people to kill. I’ll probably start with therapy. Throw in some mind-massaging medications. See where that goes. I don’t have to worry about that, though. Whatever sort of child rears up out of my scrotum isn’t going to be a serial killer. He’ll be a manic depressive and lord willing I’ll try the same methods I would if he were a sociopath. Worst comes to worse he’ll end up like me, masturbating and playing video games. It’s a solid existence, if not a valorous one.
Maybe Harry just didn’t want to accept that the crying little duder he dragged out of a blood-filled shipping container was broken. His raw love for Dexter overrode what was an obvious need to rock whatever sort of healthcare provider he had and get his son a serious set of cognitive behavior therapeutics.
‘DR. HORRIBLE 2’ could start filming next year. That’s like, tots NOT horrible. GET IT.
Man, I’m such a fucking choad with these headlines. Redditors are passing out at how lame I am. Don’t give a fuck. Won’t give a fuck. Wasn’t I supposed to talk about something? Oh yeah! Dr. Horrible 2 just may begin filming next year. Wank to that, Whedonites.
‘BREAKING BAD’ goes ACTION FIGURES thanks to Trevor Grove.
Word-up to our own The Dude for bringing these bad boys to my attention. Literally, bad boys! Get it? You see, it’s because Walter White has slide down into a sociopathic mania and is willing to do whatever it takes to…Oh forget it.
