The last thing anyone was expecting to appear on the periodic table...
LONG LIVE ANARCHY (as long as it's before my 9 p.m. curfew).
These babies have more cool in their tiny little fingers than you have in your whole miserable existence.
Gravity can't hold us down.
For a second I was intimidated by this guy, then realized I was looking at the back at his head, so now I'm only intimidated by his GREATNESS.
Ladies like badboys, right?
Quoth the raven, "'Sup, brah?"
Rock, flag, and eagle, and awesome explosion.
It was either wear clothes or not have anything to light on fire.
She did most of her special agent training on the playground.
You've been in one enormous car explosion, you've been in 'em all.
They really need to start being more selective with who they give those PBA cards to.