In the future, glass makes people forget how to run.
"It's not a question of where he grips it! It's a simple question of weight ratios."
My money's on death. By snu snu!
The battle goes on so long we have to start enlisting fetuses and animals?
Is Reepicheep hitting on me? Well, we are at sea I guess.
"I am vengeance. I am the night. I am Lolcatman!"
Don't say giant robots have never done anything for us.
"I can't put my arms down!"
"Well... put your arms down when you get to space."
I would complain that the last thing we need is a longer "Twilight," but this looks a million times better.
"Don't worry about those giant praying mantises, I'll stick my arm out arbitrarily to shield your naughty bits from the camera!"
Yes, the doctor wrote a prescription for chaos, but we clearly have an overdose here.
Can't tell if the title, or the image is more disgusting.
This looks less like a badass sci-fi hero, and more like a guy who tried to cosplay as the badass sci-fi hero at the last minute.
So in the future, cigarettes are able to phase through oxygen helmets?
Not even the sky can resist petting the derpy star beast.