are good
for more than just watching porn.
Do you hear me, Dad?
Eyes squint in daylight.
Mom still does my laundry. I
live in her basement.
Mom wants me outside,
but then how will I know when
people read my blog?
In brightest day, in
blackest night, no evâ⦠MOM!â WHAT?
Iâm doing something!
Thought Iâd be rich now,
but my plan was thwarted when
Mom sold my comics.
Sad when Granny passed,
but was beside myself when
Mrs. Summers died.
Asgard, Gotham, Hoth,
Middle Earth, Winterfell, Oz,
thereâs no place like home.
My summer job sucks.
Days spent skimming hair away.
Pool boy on Kashyyyk.
Nothing you can say
will stop me from wearing a
T-shirt on the beach.
I canât help you move.
No, my carâs totally fine.
Star Trek marathon.
I never knew the
joy of musicals before
Dr. Horrible.
I was all alone,
then your music spoke to me,
âWeirdâ Al Yankovic.
Spidey on Broadway?
Suspension of disbelief
has its limits, dude.
The birdhouse in my
soul is filled up with tweets from
They Might Be Giants.
Small apartment, but
I can really spread out here
on the holodeck.
The Baxter Building
allows flames but not smoking.
Co-op boards are weird.
Special packaging
on this Blu-ray setâs cool but
wonât fit on my shelf.
Ikea shelves are
hard to assemble with a
sonic screwdriver.
I yell in my sleep,
âThunder-Thunder-Thundercats!â
My roommate hates me.
Donât blame me for not
knowing what you mean. You do
not have thought bubbles.
You misread the die.
He clearly rolled a twenty.
Bad Dungeon Master!
I think itâs funny,
you laugh for the wrong reason.
Ironic T-shirt.
You still use Hotmail,
and you ate my Hot Pocket.
Youâre a bad roommate.
Yeah? Well, you know what?
Iâd still hate your stupid face
over on Earth-2.
Romulans? Um, no.
Ever hear of the Borg, jerk?
Why do we hang out?
You misspoke when you
said Iron Man was a droid.
Effing idiot.
Your words canât hurt me.
Neither can your sticks and stones.
Adamantium.
What are you doing,
Dave? Dave? What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Hanging with my friends,
but thanks to the Internet
Iâm still all alone!
There is nothing like
watching movies with friends on
MST3K.
Superman made me
believe a man can fly and
dams can fall apart.
Will give it a shot,
but if the film sucks I will
so blog about it.
Camped out at theater
overnight. Twenty bucks for
IMAX. Please donât suck.
Waited in line for
two days for these seats, lady.
Shut that baby up!
RealD glasses donât
fit over my prescription.
Iâm stuck with 2D.
Not how it happened,
origin story altered.
Adaptations. Ugh.
The trilogy just
ended. Now thereâs a new one?
Reboot this, asshole.
Chronologically
X-Men: First Class doesnât work
as a true prequel.
Though kind of clunky,
mechanical web shooters
really do make sense.
The blond or redhead?
For a nerd, Peter Parker
has some tough choices.
The red pill or blue?
The real choice should have been to
stop after one film.
Not stalking you, but
the sequels were really bad,
and you should know it.
Milla Jovovich
makes anything watchable.
Resident Evil.
No cash to spare, but
Iâll buy whatever is up
for Kate Beckinsale.
Thereâs something so right
about a movie as wrong
as Starship Troopers.
The day after a
Chris Nolan premiere should be
a nerd holiday.
Dead before its time.
Oh, Paramount, why did you
Deep Space Nine my heart?
Basic cableâs fine.
All I need are G4 and
The Big Bang Theory.
BBCA is
to Syfy as chips are to
fries. Hail, Britannia!
Thought Iâd seen it all,
but Blu-ray proved me wrong. The
saga is complete.
Wrote a brilliant book.
No one sees the subtlety.
Klingonâs hard to get.
Rage and confusion.
The world is turned upside down.
Hugo Award snub.
The birds are singing
on this great