Look everyone, Ms. Moneybags owns a home!

What were they thinking? “Nineteenth-century Irish stereotypes in space” was offensive when this first aired, and it hasn’t aged well.

Go to school for 20 years, manage to land a job, get assigned to putting underpants on rats. Nice.

Move over, Cybermen, Tiremen are the new Dr. Who villains.

Not wrong. But also wrong.

In related news, the Doritos factory has significantly increased production capacity.

No matter whether it’s labeled or not, you don’t start ladling on the salsa until you’ve tasted it first. What a maroon.

I would give my life for Santiago.

All the gay people I know eat the same kinds of foods I do. Uh oh.

I bet she laughs at salad, too.

That’s only 14 hot dogs per person. Totally reasonable for two adults or six kids in trench coats.

It’s absolutely ruined introductory programming classes.

Late 60s. Came here on the heels of the death of Apollo and the Reddit API fiasco.

He lives a life totally unencumbered by reality. In a way, I envy him.

Master debater there.

But not for long.

25% of CEOs know they’re throwing money away, but can’t stop because 100% of CEOs are throwing money away.

We’ve gone full circle. Which was the intention, even if some didn’t think so.

His first name isn’t really Harry, it’s Hitler. Once Starfleet learned the truth, it realized it could never promote him for fear the secret would come out.

The ants are just extra protein.