The Pringles mascot has stolen Mario's hat. Oh, shit just got real, motherfucker. SHIT JUST GOT MOTHERFUCKIN' REAL.

I am so pretty! I am so, SO pretty! I am COVERED with dead bears! So pretty! Pretty pretty pretty! Dead, dead bears!

A lizard with an exposed brain is sentenced to live in mold forever - another horrifying miscarriage of justice.

A floating, eyeless, toothless head, neck, and torso demands pasta. "Pastaaaaaaaaa!" it wails, in a ghastly voice.

Never forget....How could I forget? We were young. So very young. And in love. The finest, truest love I had ever known. Then she left me.

The rabbit spat blood and grinned. "Silly Leprechaun," he sneered, raising his fists. "Kicks are for kids.."

The hour grows late and Mr. Lemon rides to Isengard, seeking my counsel.

The Daft Punk robots are sad because - being emotionless musical machines - they are unable to know love.

The lunar module approached the enormous celestial nipple.

Looking back on it, it was probably a bad idea to bet my soul to Satan over a game of Pong...

We crawled through the dark and burrowed deep inside his mind. There is no him anymore, there is only us. And we are so hungry.

Death has come to sing you to sleep.