"Fine. Fuck you and your Netflix queue. I've got an asshole to lick."
To read all of The Walking Dead comics before the next season of the show starts while you finally watch The Wire while playing 100+ hours of Skyrim so you can get to Saints Row IV before Grand Theft Auto V comes out, all while trying to clear the 15-recording pileup on your DVR, means that you are the physical embodiment of the classic stereotype of a nerd: You have no life.
You've inundated yourself with pop culture, and for what? Just so you can say you've been there and done that? You made it all the way through a TV series, 90 percent of which you did in your underwear. You didn't climb Everest. No one will congratulate you. There's a tremendous relief that comes with realizing that none of this stuff needs to be experienced NOW. Or ever. But if you're a pop culture nerd, absorbing too much is what you do. You're not looking for accolades, just something to share with others like you.
"... and then the marines realized they weren't there for a mission, but to make a profit."
"You guys talking about the war?"
"Uh, no, Aliens."
Shows, movies, comics, all that pop culture stuff used to fade away because we didn't have places to showcase them after their initial run. Your desire to experience them was filed away in the "Maybe when I die heaven will have a movie theater that plays all the things I missed" portion of your brain. We may not have cured AIDS just yet, but we've cured this problem, because ...