Two Year Anniversary Of My Vocabulary Being Permanently Changed For The Worse

Things about Skinner that are always funny to me:

He is STACKED. That man is BUILT.

His willingness to throw hands on Mulder and Scully's behalf.

This is a pattern balding man with glasses who works a desk job. By stereotype alone he would not be a hunk. Walter Skinner is a hunk who at all times is in need of a yearlong vacation, several orgasms, and at least one bucket of margaritas.

The fact that somehow he has managed to stay at the FBI after all the shit he's done over the years. Walter. HOW.

He's savvy enough to do that, and if you watch episodes like 'Avatar' you realize he can do this only because he used up all of his intelligence points on everything that isn't emotional intelligence.

When I was a teenager and still on Neopets I was part of a pretty big Star Trek guild and eventually became part of its council, with the solemn duty of creating weekly polls. Well one day I created the poll "Which would win in a fight? Borg Cube or Death Star?". Naturally, since this was a Star Trek guild, the answer was overwhelmingly "Borg Cube", but someone did have the rationality to point out we were biased.

So I look up a pretty prominent Star Wars guild and message one of their council and ask them to poll the same question and get back to me in a week. They do, and naturally the fuckin geeks said "Death Star".

So then I look up a Stargate guild and messaged the lead council member, saying the same thing, and they get back to me almost immediately saying that the Death Star would immediately one-shot a Borg Cube but they would never be able to do it again to another Cube. And I took that wisdom back to my guild and we were mollified, and for one moment the Nerd World was peaceful.

Mulder's Happy Dream 😇

It's the same picture

see him schmoove

msr + ship dynamic (insp)

An Ode to the Scientists of the X-Files

They sweep into your lab a matched pair, brandishing samples, theories, danger. You make them believe what they're seeing, produce numbers, charts, evidence like magic, forever worshipping at the altar of science, you are the brightest and most incorrigible.

You die in every episode. Your lab burns down. Your car crashes. You're stabbed or drowned or poisoned, No matter which way you're murdered, You die for science.

The duo might not remember your name. But you remember, how under your microscope You saw a little piece of the universe, and God, too.

I can imagine a drugged Mulder seeing this billboard and begging Scully to take him to one