Authors: Robb Pearlman
Desktop ruled by a
fully articulated
Cobra Commander.
Professional with
an obscure quote at the end.
My email footer.
Matthew Broderick,
global thermonuclear
war. Career path set.
00110101
00110111
(Binary Haiku)
You need IT help?
OK, one question for you:
Did you turn it on?
No login needed,
so what I really mean is
You. Shall. Not. Password!
Skynet stock will climb
before plummeting along
with humanity.
Toasters were harmless.
Battlestar Galactica
changed all that for me.
It's the new iPhone, |
not the Droid, I'm looking for |
in this year's stocking. |
Learned how to drive a
stick and customize just to
steer Optimus Prime.
Starship
Enterprise,
the
Millennium Falcon
.
I have . . . a Honda.
DMV won't put |
NCC-1701 |
on my license plates. |
A hybrid car, hmm?
Does it come loaded with a
flux capacitor?
The Go-Bots are the
Hydrox to the Transformers'
Oreo cookies.
Harley Davidson
could get nerds on a hog with
a Tron Light Cycle.
Barbara Gordon and |
Professor Xavier |
get great parking spots. |
Sure, he can fix a
flat, but can he speak Elvish?
I didn't think so.
Hippocratic Oath,
yet Kaylee's feelings were hurt.
Doctor Simon Tam.
Dammit, Jim! I'm a |
doctor. My prime directive? |
Paying off med school. |
Who needs a degree?
All you need are snacks and a
Mystery Machine.
Your plan went awry.
You forgot to account for
us meddling kids. Zoinks!
Saturday mornings
I wake up early to play
with my Super Friends.
I can watch Tweety
again and again. But the
Raven? Nevermore.
Spidey, Lucius, and
The Electric Company
taught me how to spell.
Searching for a word
that will bring you to your knees.
Scrabble tournament.
Forgot
vacuum
has
two
u
s. Space and spelling bee
judges abhor me.
In retrospect, six
was just a little young to
see
The Exorcist.
The kids may not care,
but you and I both know that
Han shot Greedo first.