And I am, once again, supremely glad that I stopped watching at the end of season four. (And thanks to the guy from the future warning me to stop at that point!)
And I am, once again, supremely glad that I stopped watching at the end of season four. (And thanks to the guy from the future warning me to stop at that point!)
I was in the same boat, but the brief revelation about Pennsatucky's past worked for me to at least give her some more depth.
Oh THANK YOU so much! You saved me from several more years of mediocrity!
Bah weep Brannagh weep nini bong!
THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE THE BARD!
He drives (or, rather, pilots) a Mazda Garlingwhoopamafar (with SkyActiv technology).
I will choose to see this as a remake of The Last Unicorn, but with a vampire instead.
And don't ask those fuckin' accountants, cuz they be lyin' and shit!
He apparently fell off a steel cage in 2000, hurting his face and neck.
Put it ON the stove, eh? Like straight on a burner, or will the heat from the oven cook it somehow?
So depressing, yes. So what they cured with the book and diet was their ability to see that their son was still autistic, apparently.
Stan: We need to talk about your lens flare.
Joanna: Really? I…I have fifteen of them. I, uh…
[she shows him her lens flares]
Stan: Well, okay. Fifteen is the minimum, okay?
Joanna: Okay.
Stan: Now, you know it's up to you whether or not you want to just do the bare minimum. Or uh…well, like JJ, for example, has thirty…
So JJ Abrams is now Ryan Gosling?
Definitely true. Their scumbag producer insisted on them pretending to be underage lesbians, because that's what he liked and thought others would like as well.
Glad to know the French have their priorities straight.
Grown Ups 3, probably.
I can't stand M.I.A., and I still think this is a load of shit on the NFL's part.
If you're gonna do it, at least do it right.
EDITed to maintain mystery.