It takes two weeks for a douchebag larvae to complete its metamorphosis into a hipster.
Those responsible for sacking the people who have just been sacked have been sacked.
Sure, when they do it it's called art, but when I do it it's homicide.
Sometimes Spider-Man forgets about the criminals he captured earlier that day.
All the ladies flocked to the wall once they heard that there were several well hung men there just hanging out.
"All in all, I guess we're just another brick in the wall." "Steve, for the love of God, please shut the fuck up and help us figure out how to safely get free."
Further evidence that the city's jails are overpopulated.
"Quick, get the Raid. We have to kill them all before they hatch!"
"Mary Jane began to suspect Spiderman had Alzheimer's disease in his old age."
"So, do you boys still think you don't need no education or thought control?"
"The internet is people! It's people!"
The $19.99 sleeping arrangements at the Ritz were a little unorthodox.
"Tonight, on an all new To Catch A Predator..."
Looking back, the factory's exterior really should have given away that Soylent Green was people.