Booooooo.

I answer with this a lot on Lemmy but House of Leaves. That fucking book. Everyone should read it once. If you read it multiple times you are a crazy person, and if you are not: trying to understand it will MAKE you a crazy person.

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

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

Couch with high arm rest, firm pad underneath.

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

Well it IS verbal wildfire.

I do like the joke of being able to do cross generational references with “68 ± 1”.

So many things. The one that gets used the most is a laundry basket which still has the old orange “Spags” price sticker on it. I miss Spags…

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.

Redundant, my ass already sounds like a clarinet.

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.

It’s all good. I was annoyed that the only way to buy their stuff is through Amazon. Even if you order direct from their website they just ship it from Amazon.