Counterpoint: It’s fucking Storm Duck. STORM DUCK.
Counterpoint: It’s fucking Storm Duck. STORM DUCK.
In some distant future, you will awaken in the middle of the night with a profound and unshakable regret that you did not vote for Corno Pronk. May a curse be on you and your children and your children’s children.
Gooch-Fant is still in it - don’t lose the faith.
Some 19-year old associate who thought he was being funny is definitely being fired, if it hasn’t already happened.
Why not just retitle the headline “12/20/2010 was the darkest night in 500 years”?
But I guess you wouldn’t get as many errant clicks if you did that.
but he has every right to? he (probably purposely) lives in a neighborhood with no HOA for the very reason of being able to do this. it’s a trailer.
it’s just a picture of legs that cuts to an image of a man standing in a burning house and he has a goat head and his eyes are the black of the void and then it cuts back to an image of legs with paint on them and then it’s the goat headed man and he’s closer to the foreground and I can smell sulfur and then it cuts…
Very disrespectful to the military.
Please, we all know Hillary was the reason that stage collapsed. And, she was the one who stopped the reporters from accompanying the cameras through the hotel. When will she address this controversy? What is she hiding?
I can’t believe 2016 is a real year that we’re all living through.
Just starred you. I'm doing my part!
Added wrinkle: the book was basically advocating the militarism and fascism that the movie mocks. So Verhoeven’s satire wasn’t just trolling Hollywood and the viewer, he was trolling Heinlein’s source material as well.
I have so many questions, notably: how did she assemble the chicken stew there, or if she didn't, how did she transport it? How big a Crockpot are we talking here? Because mine holds like, a gallon, and the interior is heavy-ass ceramic.
Someone assembling an IKEA kitchen.
I would actually enjoy SW if it had designs like this.
I am Tyler's passive-aggressive email.
Pork Wine. The OTHER white wine.
My husband describes the whole two hour experience as if the entire staff had never been inside of a restaurant before and had no idea how typical restaurant experiences were supposed to work. Or drugs.
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