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Nonononono.
 
From the Wikipedia entry--
In 1977, Jones made his debut in his iconic voiceover role as Darth Vader in the science fiction blockbuster film Star Wars: A New Hope, which he would later reprise for the sequels The Empire Strikes Back (1980) and Return of the Jedi (1983). Darth Vader was portrayed in costume by David Prowse in the film trilogy, with Jones dubbing Vader's dialogue in postproduction because Prowse's strong West Country accent was deemed unsuitable for the role by director George Lucas.  At his own request, Jones was uncredited for the release of the first two Star Wars films,[28] though he would be credited for the third film and eventually also for the first film's 1997 "Special Edition" re-release. As he explained in a 2008 interview:
 
"When Linda Blair did the girl in The Exorcist, they hired Mercedes McCambridge to do the voice of the devil coming out of her. And there was controversy as to whether Mercedes should get credit. I was one who thought no, she was just special effects. So when it came to Darth Vader, I said, no, I'm just special effects. But it became so identified that by the third one, I thought, OK I'll let them put my name on it."
 
If he hated the role, why return to it at the end of Star Wars: Revenge Of The Sith?  And again for Rogue One: A Star Wars Story?  Granted, his involvement may have been not much more than a morning's worth of studio sessions and a really nice lunch, but why even bother with that if he hated it?
 
I agree that James Earl Jones has a long, full career that goes well beyond being the voice of Darth Vader.  May he have continued success in the years to come.  And may his birthday have included lots of good times, good friends and cake.  Especially cake.

Today is about the fact that I decided to try to start to run my first hero game in a decade this spring or summer 

God says to the angel Gabriel: "I'm going to create a land called Canada."
 
"And Canada will be one of the largest and wealthiest in the world, stretching from the Arctic circle to the Atlantic and Pacific oceans, with breathtaking natural beauty and vast natural resources.
 
And Canada will have a rich cultural heritage, and its people will be renowned all over the world for their kindness and politeness."
 
The angel Gabriel says to God: "Wow, this Canada sounds amazing! Aren't you worried that this land will be so great that it will make the other countries jealous?"
 
God chuckled and said "Nah, wait until you hear the accent I'm going to give them!"

A few weeks ago, I prayed to win the lottery.  But I didn't win.
 
The next week, I prayed again.  "I could do so much good with that money, God.  Please let me win."  But I didn't win.
 
Yesterday, I prayed again.  "Please, God, let me win the lottery.  I could help so many people!"
 
Then a voice boomed down from above.  "At least meet me halfway and buy a lottery ticket!"

Mufasa.
 
That is all.

You can never get enough of what you don't need, because no amount of what you don't need will ever satisfy you. 

Everyone remember to dress warm tomorrow.
 
The forecast is calling for -45.

If you can't stop coughing, take a laxative. Then you'll be afraid to cough.

I'm sure you're aware that a lot of people hit the sauce during wartime.
 
Even in peacetime, its about the only way to get the last bit of the sauce out of the bottle.

I mean, he is "the Mad Titan," not "the Debatable Titan."
 
Thanos, despite being extremely intelligent, perceptive, and cunning, had been living with his delusion of saving the Universe for so long, he was no longer capable of seeing the logical flaws in his position. A fault not at all uncommon among humans, as well.
 
But remember that Thanos' example of negative outcomes isn't Earth, it's his home world of Titan, where the disaster he predicted actually came to pass. Whether it came to pass for the reasons Thanos believes is another issue.

I bought a sweater recently, but it was always building up static electricity. So I took it back to the store and they gave me a different one, free of charge.

Jesus and Satan decided to settle their dispute by doing a typing contest.
 
Satan had a last generation computer, three monitors, two keyboards, he was a beast dishing out words, typing whole paragraphs in seconds, everyone was astonished by his typing skills.
 
Jesus had a Pentium IV, barely finding the letters and slowly typing with only his index fingers. Everyone was sure about the outcome and feared for the fate of humanity.
 
The bigger text after one hour would take the prize. At the 59 minute mark Satan had typed 3000 pages of text while Jesus was barely finishing his second, when suddenly the lights went out and both computers reset.
 
When it all came back, Satan had lost all his work and Jesus, with his one and a half pages was the winner of the clash.
 
Moral of the story: Only Jesus saves.

Moo.

 
 

There's a part of me that would love to take a picture like this, but it's just not worth the Risk.
 

"Researchers say it's not entirely clear why these drugs worked more effectively in tandem.
Volkow says one theory is that naltrexone reduced physiological cravings for meth, while buproprion's "antidepressant effects" eased the anxiety people experience when they stop using."
 
That's an interesting and intuitive approach.
 

Ya wantcha Playboy Bunny cosplay?  I gotcha Playboy Bunny cosplay right here!
 
(Ya might wanna keep some brain bleach handy there, fella.  .  .)
 
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A cowboy moved to Wyoming from Texas. He went into a bar and ordered three mugs of Bud. Sitting in the back of the room, he drank a sip out of each one in turn. When he finishes, he goes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender approached the cowboy and said, "You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The cowboy replied, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in Arizona , the other is in Colorado. When we all left our home in Texas , we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my brothers and one for myself."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and left the cowboy to his tradition
The cowboy became a regular in the bar, and always drank his beers the same way. He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn. Then one day he came in and ordered just two mugs. All the regulars took notice and fell silent. When he walked back to the bar for the second round, the bartender said, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
The cowboy was puzzled by the barkeep's comments, then a light dawned in his eyes and he laughed.
"Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explained, "It's just that my wife and I joined the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking. It hasn't affected my brothers though."

The Confederate Flag is our swastika.

What do you call the mythical creature that is half horse, half virologist?
 
The Centaur for disease control.