Stop bringing up the sequels. Rob chooses violence, Alanna has been in purple this whole time, Jay watches TV in his PJs, Matt is Calvin and Zach is only on a technicality.

Prequel fans are fickle people. Jay doesn’t like when things end, Matt wasn’t paying attention, Zach jumps on the train and Alanna would be the referee.

They’re doing the Anakin Skywalker thing. Zach loves Ed Brubaker, Alanna gets nuked, Matt tries to walk it in, Rob challenges Batman’s detective skills and Jay has great friends.

Even the bathroom isn’t safe. Zach has been to a hall of mirrors, Matt apologizes, Alanna shows elitism and Jay is going into combat.

The most progressive 1940s. We’re on 4Chan. Matt is edging, Jay noticed, Alanna has replaced all her Batman knowledge with Pokemon and Rob is a newfangled kid.

I think it was a Wendy’s. Alanna replaces Batman with Pokemon, Matt tries the same joke on a different audience, Jay can’t even finish it and Zach wants unlimited pancakes.

There were so many credits. Matt has no shame, Naomi doesn’t even talk to people she knows, Jay respects privacy, Alanna doesn’t want a traumatic brain injury and Zach isn’t a good NBA player.

We were so close to butt. Jay loves the property, Alanna is online, Zach wants Star Trek writers, Matt is like Sol and Rob wouldn’t move to China.

Hoodies are cool and practical. Zach hallucinates, Jay is a light whip fan, Alanna knows what an iPhone is and Matt is not a prankster.