I’m amazed he kicked it past the 30 on the fly like that. Shiiiiiiit.

We are all Kim, evidently.

That’s top-notch accessorizing.

I *do* kinda want to toss out some birdseed for him.

And they’re heavy eating/drinking holidays so you basically food coma/blackout for most of it. With fall, you just put on a sweater, drink your hot apple cider, and enjoy it.

“There’s a lotta good meat on that thing!” - Southie bro’s fond remembrance of Vince Wilfork

Lake Michigan has enough problems with pollution and invasive species, it doesn’t need Scott Walker mucking it up any further.

I feel like everyone makes this mistake once. And it’s a lesson they never forget.

Ireland’s tattoo: I’m okay with the concept, but I feel the execution is poor, especially with the very intricate floral design right below it. It’s such a clash of style. At least add some shading.

So she was a (probably drunk) hosebeast from the get-go. Not surprised.

I think I’ll let Kurt Vonnegut express my feelings toward Mary Mitchell:

Perfection.

I don’t know about winning, but I feel like nominations happen here and there, much the same with comedies. I didn’t see American Sniper, but I think that was action-y? Bradley Cooper was nominated for that.

I will take you myself to the gates of Valhalla, shiny and chrome.

If she’s not nominated for an Oscar, I will kill the world.

I fucking love you, Susan Sarandon. And that outfit!

My high school English teacher got goosed in the Sistine Chapel. Yours is way better (or rather, worse), but seems like it’s a thing over there.

That story demands this gif:

Jesus Christ on a... himself.

Grace Jones is subtle like a brick. That is part of her magnificence. She has no need for shade, for she is a bright burning STAR, bitches.