Nothing better than clean sheet night and a new spatula.
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Fame seems like a burden. Given a choice, I'll take the money.
Can you think of a useful purpose it serves?
Was it in doubt? I heard about Legionnaire's disease spreading through air conditioning 40+ years ago.
Dick spiders.
More seriously: body parasites of any kind.
I dreamed a friend built a treehouse so big it had a mezzanine and a staircase. He invited me to tour it and didn't bother to mention he'd filled it with hungry zombies - because obviously he was going to do that, duh.
Setting aside the theme, I like the way you've highlighted the best result on each.
Is this why Pugsley was okay with Wednesday electrocuting him?
Joke's on you! Nothing's going to happen to me in my sealed hyperbaric chamber!
Man, I am so sleepy...
Are we accepting planets that orbit other planets? Because I've always thought Titan was neat. Nasa has a recording of the wind from a probe descender stage.
Tell 'em guns are loud and obvious, so you're getting a length of piano wire and two wooden pegs.
I used to enjoy puffed corn snacks called Monster Munch. Apparently they're British-produced and still available over there. An expat friend who goes to Gencon* every year likes to take a few packs of gherkin flavour Monster Munch to horrify his American friends.
*Maybe not this year... or ever again.