Also, powered flight, astronauts, and Guy Fieri.

My dog is named Hércule also! It's a bit of a misnomer as he only weighs 20lbs when wet.

We do like correcting people that he's Belgian when they jokingly ask if he's French.

My great great grandfather was a Chaplin in the Civil War (got him literally straight off the boat at Ellis Island). His son was a doughboy in WW1. His son, my grandad fought in Italy, Normany, and the Bulge. My dad was a chopper pilot in Vietnam, in the shit, as it were.

I fought bravely and with distinction in the War Against Al-Qatala on PS4.

Edit: on a serious note, I was lucky enough to know my great grandfather whose father, in turn, was in the Civil War - - and I'm not that old.

I would also like to know if bears do, in fact, shit in the woods.

Dear Juliet,

Why you run off with boy from other family? You only 13 and he kill your cousin.

Why on earth would UN reintroduce cholera to stop earthquakes?

My uncle Gary once commandeered a blowup raft with his traveling companion and confidant Gabriel (also know as "Sarge") off Fire Island. A joyride it almost certainly was.

The reason the bugs were flinging rocks at the Earth was because Earth had been invading their territory and worlds though an expansionist doctrine.

Not sure if being sarcastic, or missed the point.

My favorite part of the Real Genius ending is the Kent redemption path. They could have had him stay the typical 80s a-hole/bully, but in the end, he realizes its the military-industrial complext that's evil (and the emblematic professor) and decides to join to good guys.

And from experience, Madelaine Stowe was a (confusing yet intriguing) force to be reckoned with if you were a 12 year old boy at the time.

Only second to the genre, Dinks-in-Danger.

He’s cute, ain’t he? Only problem is, he’s got a little bit of Mississippi leg hound in him. If the mood catches him right, he’ll grab your leg, and just go to town. You don’t want him around if you’re wearing short pants if you know what I mean.

Funny you say that. Incidentally, I saw Emilia Clarke in a play (Breakfast at Tiffany's) years ago. Apparently, they had gone through three separate cats in the role of Holly Golightly's pet because they would follow instruction. The night I saw the show, the cat was supposed to exit stage right, but wouldn't go. It took a trainer audibily shaking a can of treats off stage and Emilia gently nudging with her foot for it to leave.

You should suggest this to your wife or partner. I'm pretty sure they'd understand and the reaction would be both measured and reasonable.

You can rest easy that you're likely a nice person who doesn't force irrational and unreasonable demands on your partner.

"People who drink like thirsty water buffalo".

And without Ft. Boyard, we would have never had Crystal Maze (with Richard O'Brian, although Richard Ayoade is reasonable. That Tudor-Pole pillock can piss off).