Because this train was bound to reach the end of the internet eventually, here's a picture Photoshopped together by Matt Haughey of a piece of baklava in a balaclava playing a balalaika on black lava. Just knowing it exists fills my heart with a profound sense of sadness. But also, hope. But only for an asteroid strike.
Thanks to Simone, for pointing out that Matt got the baclava's anatomy all wrong. Come on, their hands don't come out of their necks like that.