Great. Now I've adopted this headcanon in which Col. Hunter Gathers is a huge Steven Universe fan, and I've spent the past five minutes wondering what his gemsona looks like.
Great. Now I've adopted this headcanon in which Col. Hunter Gathers is a huge Steven Universe fan, and I've spent the past five minutes wondering what his gemsona looks like.
….Uuuuurns!
<— Basically lives in chronic pain as a huge fan of both shows
Three months ago, Connor Cochran was on Reddit in response to a post about the lawsuit, being a real slimy asshole. He kept calling people liars and trolls for posting things that already have public proof against him and then debating the lawsuit with Redditors while simultaneously and repeatedly saying "I'm not…
That just means I get to eat your share.
And this whole post reminds me of the time in the early 2000s when I stumbled over a blog (now lost to the 404-aether) about a dude who made a Cadbury Creme Egg cake, subbing the Creme Eggs for real eggs. The process and results (complete with step-by-step photos) were as gross as you might imagine, but it was funny…
Aaaaaaannnnnd…upvoted for Christopher Lloyd! Because Christopher fucking Lloyd, amirite?
They also have a different texture because of the increased peanut butter! I'm kind of fond of the firm chocolate at the edges of the cups, but the greater amount of peanut butter in the eggs makes me buy them by the bag because peanut butter and chocolate is a match made in heaven.
Upvoted for out-loud laugh.
I'm one of those weirdos who loves the candies other people hate—black licorice, black licorice jelly beans, salt licorice, circus peanuts, Necco wafers, a few of the conversation heart flavors, Peeps (I'm sadistic and also like to dissolve my Peeps in coffee or cocoa while their sad sugar eyes stare up at me in…
Upvoted for horror comics…downvoted for plagiarism!
The Division: a gritty Mario Paint game in which my better half and his friends use guns as paintbrushes to draw bullet-hole penises on the walls.
Glorious, triumphant MURRICAN chicken. And also tasted, weirdly enough, like a chunk of skin that had been bitten out of Donald Trump's hand, as if by an irate bald eagle that DID NOT want to be anywhere near Trump or his political ad.
No.
Well. There WERE eagle steaks in the glove box. *Burps*
Shit, I'm still waiting for someone to finish Dragon Half.
I've never used Instagram beyond following links to pics friends have posted there, and this article only confirms that I should never get an account. I despise websites and services that are so badly composed they're almost unusable. (You end up on my list a lot, Disqus….I'M WARNING YOU.)
Look, I already told you last week, that pickup line ain't gonna work on me, bro.
I haven't seen the movie, but I wanted to read the review and the typically intelligent (for us, haha) discussion here….But holy fucking shit, look at all the comments on this post! People got a lot of opinions on their Supes and their Bats, and I just cannot keep up. I went away for a few hours to catch up on the…
I don't even like alcohol, and your post gave me happy tears.