Also, Nye isn’t an athiest. He’s a devoteé of Cervinas.

Assholes of our worser nature?

Some lady got a horse.

Excel at least uses some sort of organizational schema. Those charts are thrown together completely at random.

Existential Dread: SOLVED!

Trying to get people to sit the right way on the toliet.

It’s cloning, isn’t it?

Not a good look to call your own president a “sweaty nutsack who is terrified of some mean words”.

Dude might want to get a new security agency.

“THEY CAN’T ALL BE NAMED SPARTACUS!”

Brain bleaching?

The 80s smelled like cocaine and wine coolers.

Can I borrow two dollars?

No, but they do have a 30/30 version

They call it the “Precise V7”, but the ink makes it anything but. I think make it out of ground-up neutron stars.

But that’s why I like them. The writing’s no good if it doesn’t bleed a little.

And the Agender Agenda continues apace…

But turkey eggs have a completely different flavor…

“Surely the lead on a failed pie-in-the-sky project will be able to turn around this entirely separate and currently failing pie-in-the-sky project!”

“One hand…”

Tau day is still better.

Next thing you know, we’ll start intercepting their maritime vessels and press-gang their sailors.