It’s a Mad Mad Mad Max Fury Road
Two things I love, together.
Starcher Trek
Sterling Archer and crew as James T Kirk and crew. I need more of this, stat.
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Weathercock
Your Swimsuit Jumped Over Its Own Weathercock, You Liar! A (questionably) ero visual novel whose text is entirely driven by Markov chains, with the exception of a few strategically-placed ellipses.
XBone
Look, Microsoft dum-dums, it’s super simple. You think this is complicated. That is not the case. It is not complicated.
TV: Do not want.
SPORTS: Do not want.
CALL OF DUTY: Do not want.
INFRARED LIVINGROOM PORNOSCAN: Do not want.
DIGITAL CLOUD PHANTOM SUPERSTRUCTURE IDENTITY GREASE: Do not want.
CANINE HOMINY RETROACTIVE ZYGOTE AMBERGRIS ROCKET MOUSTACHE: Do not want.
A minute and a half of predictable but amusing cluelessness:
Swansong
This 9 minute and 39 seconds of Drunk Ron Swanson dancing to Daft Punk is everywhere the last couple of days, but it pales into insignificance (and comes much later than) the canonical Drunk Ron Swanson dot com, where he has been dancing nonstop for at least 14 months. You’re welcome.