It does work though, just not how you think…

I am empty in side.

hodl the jar! – Hodor, probably.

The future of competitive games is now.

Your breath stinks, Ted.

Am I getting meme’ed on?

Your dad is showing…

I’m something of an actor…

Uncalibrated danger noodle…

Beauty and the thirst.

We’re pretty well sorted, thanks.

My pupils… they ain’t coming back.

If I drink one every morning, one day I’ll be strong enough to defeat Bill Gates.

The robuts are really in to musical notation…

We must debug, deeper.

Wax mannequins in a department store melt during a London heat wave, circandle 1930.