“What do you call yourselves?”
For some reason, Pixar is weirdly bad at making teasers and previews.
Get Out’s box office take is so far $255,000,000. Even if people caught the matinee, and everyone only saw it once, that’s only 25,000,000 people having seen Get Out, in a country of over 350 million.
The smarter you are, the better you are at convincing yourself that you’re right.
It’s nice to know that the psychopaths and morally bankrupt bastards who haven’t been advantaged enough to seek a career in politics still have job options available to them on the taxpayer dime.
Creativity is what happens when you challenge limits. The PS2 had graphic limitations, and the developers, aware of those limits, crafted a game that harnessed them to make something uniquely beautiful.
That mech looks janky as hell.
You give a man a richoid, he eats for a day. You teach a man how to hunt down the rich, capture them alive, and breed them in captivity for succulence and sheer mass, and you feed him for a lifetime.
Masturbation is one of the best things a person can do for themselves. How many sensations do you experience in an average day that feel as good as an orgasm?
Theoretically, at this point mankind generates more new accessible information every day than existed in the entire rest of history combined.
Next steps in the experiment: Okay, you’re only allowed to fertilize your crops with fresh human poo. Also, your crops have to spend 4 months alone with Matt Damon.
Canadians are still funny though.
It could position like a smartphone through GPS.
The cheap version could potentially be attached to windshield wipers. A button to stop the wipers at the right position, and a toggle to move the sun shield to the right point along the wiper.
Until there’s a drug that can match the high of the satisfaction of self-righteous outrage...
In a digital society, the edges of the bell curve get fat.
It might just be my own pet peeve, but Obama is former president, not president. The United States does not bestow titles to its citizens. President is a title of a job you are elected to, not something you are anointed or dubbed. It irritates me when ex-public servants are referred to by their old job title. Once…
Someone should tell Leonardo DiCaprio!
Eh. I generally feel vindictiveness and grudges and holding on to anger make me feel sick and unpleasant over time, and that it’s better to do away with those emotions as soon as I’m able.