I’d go for Kirk.

He might not have the most interesting personality, but he seems like a sweet guy, who can enjoy the little things and who will also join you for the occasional adventure.

Fresh fruit not good enough for you?

And what about the arrow?

It’s pointing down diagonally, which - at least to me (and for pretty much any GUI I can think of) - indicates, that it should be affecting both axes.

Then again, that whole illustration isn’t all that great to begin with. So who knows, what that arrow is supposed to signify…

I guess God and Homer approach problems like these in a similar fashion:

https://youtu.be/G05-4wrN8bM

Here you go create another fable.

Me back in 1990 every Sunday at 4:30 AM:

“Wings of silver, nerves of steel… (Silverhawks!) Partly metal, partly real… (Silverhawks!) Soaring through the highway of the heavens in their flight, SilverHawks, a rainbow in the night!”

https://youtu.be/M0MsPABRHCM

Made me think of Stewie as Darth Vader choking a black dude and the black dude’s like: “But you’re choking my…” (Implying that it’s not the neck, that’s choked). And Stewie says: “I know. But I’ll continue the choking. Because I’m angry with you.”

But I couldn’t find the clip, so I guess it’ll just be a trip down memory lane for some old farts like me. For everyone else too young to remember, I’ve brought this picture:

I like its answers and its “fine, have it your way, whatever” attitude at the end of your conversation.

It would have been even better, if I’d said:

“An excellent source of irony.”

But alas, I’m not that witty on the spot. :-P

/********** Setting up the fkuArray **********/

fkuArray = array(…

Oh, the irony. :D

I actually really like Lethal Weapon 4.

It has some genuinely great action scenes and comedic moments like the shootout with the armored guy and the scene on the boat: https://youtu.be/MMjRQ5qIti0

If you cut out the Asian family, most of the romantic + pregnancy stuff and maybe reduce some Chris Rock (I like him, but I can see, how some people find him annoying), you get an A+ action flick.

It’s still not Lethal Weapon 2 - but you’ve got to have your plateau somewhere.

Haven’t used it in years, but it might still work:

https://www.grc.com/inspectre.htm

Should be fairly easy with it being nicely greased up. :-P

Bronch (switch on CC, if you don’t speak German):

https://youtu.be/6mmOePeKcP0

Germany’s answer:

Knorkator is genuinely a great band, btw.

Kinderlied: https://youtu.be/oOeugwd4vqs

Für meine Fans: https://youtu.be/sGcBuwPD4rw

The weirdest thing just happened.

I noticed, that Charlie looks an awful lot like my dog, Bane.

So I dig through some photos to find a picture of him to post in a reply - and the first one I find is one with him and me - wearing a Star Wars shirt.

So I have to ask: Are you my evil/parallel universe twin? :-P

I’ve got two theories as to what that poster was trying to say:

Der Herr Der = Durr Hurr Durr

Or:

Der Herr Der = reference to “Die Bart, Die”

But as to the real meaning: Der Herr Der Elemente = The Master Of Elements

Robin Hood Men in Tights - Bad News In A Good Way

“Did I tell you about my mom and dad? Well, my mom and dad went on vacation down at Mammoth Cave, Kentucky. This was about…six years ago, I think. Seems like it was six, about six years ago…six or seven, possibly seven, could be. Somewhere in there, six, seven: more than six, less than seven. Let’s call it six and a half. So my mom and dad went on vacation at Mammoth Cave, Kentucky, and my dad found a big rock. …What he thought was a big rock; turns out it was a dinosaur turd. A petrified dinosaur turd, twenty-seven-pounder.”

“You know, now that I think of it, it might have been eight years ago. That would’ve been close to Y2K, wouldn’t it? Remember Y2K? Whatever happened? Everybody was all worried about that; nothin’ ever happened. Hahahahahaha. Big fuss…nothin’ ever happened! You know? God, that’s strange, you know? So let’s say…we’ll say it’s eight years ago, it was either eight or five.”

“So my dad gave my mom this big turd; he said, ‘Here, Mom, this is a big dinosaur turd; put it in your purse and take that home.’ My mom said, ‘Dad, I don’t think this is a dinosaur turd; this thing is still warm. Whoever dropped this thing is still walking around in here, and we better get the fuck outta this cave!’”

“Nine years ago! Nine. I know it was nine because my wife was pregnant with our first boy, Mak Mudi Ben’el Said ben Salaam. And he’s ten now. …Or is he? He’s eleven, maybe he’s eleven. He’s either eleven or five.”