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Owl from Winnie the Pooh

Owl came into the finals with a solid lead. As a traditional pick, he thought he would be able to just strut into the big win. He didn't see Archimedes flapping along behind slowly catching up. How will he do today? No one knows.

Like Rabbit, Owl is traditionally portrayed as a real animal, as opposed to a stuffed toy belonging to Christopher Robin (regardless, he has been depicted as a stuffed owl in Christopher's room in several films). Despite not always being portrayed as one of Christopher Robin's toys, Owl is one of his fondest friends. He often acts as Christopher's eyes and ears in the Hundred Acre Woods; his considerable maturity and ability to fly makes him a crucial part of solving problems throughout the forest, though he can occasionally overlook this fact due to his minimal intelligence.

Why isn't Jake playing Jake? We all know Jake Peralta has daddy issues and Sisko is a great dad.

Do you know the reason why Starfleet always chooses blind chief engineers? It's simple.

Everyone is a fan of BK when all you've had for weeks on end is MREs and field rations. I ate like 15 burgers the first time we had BK in iraq.

That's a scary gas tank location. It's like a Ford Pinto on meth.

That and they've oversaturated the market and made it hard for non fans to keep up. When you have to watch 2 5-8 hour Disney plus shows just to understand who the characters are in the movie (Maria Rambeau and Kamala Khan) then Disney as a company is probably doing something wrong. Comic people might love it but everyday joes not so much.

Time to invest in silver paint.

This was the worst cliffhanger in star trek:

My fighter feels like this in BG3. He’ll walk into a room and be all “looks good to me”. Astarion pops his head in and sees 15 floor traps and 8 wall traps.

When Mozart passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Mozart was buried.

Terrified, the drunk ran and got the priest to come and listen to it. The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognizable music coming from the grave. Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate.

When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Mozart's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards."

He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling."

So the magistrate kept listening; "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..."

Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Mozart decomposing."

Does this mean you're going to join the Maquis?

You can't have someone post Olé with a username of Data's cat Spot and expect me to refrain from posting A Fistful of Datas pictures.