I will never not upvote a post that mentions Tilda Swinton in Snowpiercer.

Sweet potatoes don't need marshmallows (or any kind of added sugar), but butter and cinnamon make them perfect.

GIMME YOUR FINGERNAILS!

I read it on the bus this morning and had to work pretty hard at keeping my composure in front of the other busfolk.

And that little boy who nobody liked grew up to be… Roy Cohn.

Or whatever the male equivalent of sploosh is. Which I guess would still be Sploosh! …but with semen.

Be careful how you pronounce that.

A starter salad with shredded kale, fried parsnip strings and candied almonds.

Upvoted because I like the way you think…

Haunting, penetration, then he's out for more haunting, penetration, haunting, back to the cab for full penetration, and it just goes on like that for 90 minutes until the movie just sort of ends…

The key phrase there being "tax dollars." Those folks think the government should leave all that stuff to churches, since obviously churches have always been just great at social justice and spending money in selfless ways.

Don't you worry about Bradley Cooper. Let *me* worry about blank.

Alias is a *show* about a spy…

I'm gonna live it up down ol' South America way.

*rim shot*

Even worse: it's a sequel to The Number 23.

*watches new Shyamalan movie*

Somewhere in the world, Sean Connery's ears just perked up.

Hey, Silent Hill was… a movie.

Col' GOT to be!