Millennials are killing the “I don’t remember how I got onto the roof with that goat at that one party sophomore year” industry.
Let’s just hope they live long enough to have them.
Remember: your VCR can’t be blinking 12:00 all the time if you don’t have a VCR.
I would take the ring to Mordor, but, like, I can’t leave the house right now?
This is not how I imagined the apocalypse.