“No thanks, I brought my own weapon.”

Well, the first step is admitting you’re wrong. And the next is… uh, getting beat up by ICE thugs while trying to vote, I guess?

If the next Pixel comes with a phaser feature I might have to get one.

I don’t know… what I really need is a droid that understands the binary language of moisture vaporators.

I suspect the viewership is small, their run is nearly over, and the creators are in a mood to do whatever silly things that take their fancy. Fun, in spirit, but de gustibus non est disputandum, I guess.

“I always knew this is how it would end!”

Meanwhile, on my computer:

For real, Summer has been a grueling slog with no end in sight.

Don’t worry–I’m talking about good ol’ wholesome firearms:

“In fact, there are 359 wolves inside of you, and it’s not going well.”

23 skidoo, daddio!

Old school Disney characters were downright psychopaths. Mickey was straight up waving his gun around on a regular basis.

Sounds like a two-time loser. In his first job he arrested a jail captain(!) and was told to quit. He got another cop job in another town, but then:

The Lower Frederick Township Board of Supervisors determined that he should be let go after he filed erroneous police reports, endorsed a vendor’s gear without permission, wore an unauthorized firearm and failed to appear at an alleged intoxicated driver’s court hearing, according to official township records filed in court.

(His family disputes the allegations, naturally.)

And she’s got those UNIX socks, so she’ll need lots of room.

No no, that’s when you go to nona’s and user her BIG pot!

“Hmm… yes. Computer, what is a ‘warp core’?”

“And to make sure you’re still here when the police arrive, I’ll just break one of your femurs.”

Silly?