Gaze deeply into the eyes of my avatar before you answer that.
Gaze deeply into the eyes of my avatar before you answer that.
Oh? You got something to put IN me?
Phone better.
I got it from your llama mama!
. . . OMG is Apocalypse actually The Grapist?
Sex is totally disgusting. All those fluids. All those ingrown hairs. Ew.
Ew, stop trying to make me like them.
When is a man not a stapler? When he's . . . ajar!
Slimer?
*says "You can do it!" as racist caricature*
Carrot?
I liked the cartoon series way more than I liked the movie. Needless to say, I feel lonely quite frequently. :'(
I fucking hate myself for smiling at this and I hate you more for writing it.
Fire in the Taco Bell?
No, he's 100% carrot. I saw a documentary on it.
I'm not a huge fan of the originals and the preview didn't do much for me. "Here are three white lady scientists . . . and a black lady who works in transportation! YOU CAN'T HANDLE HOW PROGRESSIVE WE ARE."
The A.V. Club . . .
Her music is fun, catchy, and enjoyable. Since I don't associate Schneider with any of those things, it's easy enough to forget about him.
Are they a Dawes-derived supergroup?
Can we please discuss Elle King without bringing her gross, untalented father into it? It's not her fault he's a carrot.