*notices that Quentin's trailer smells like weed*
*notices that Quentin's trailer smells like weed*
*looks at address*
*rushes across town*
Hate song? Foo Fighter? This feature is going to collapse onto itself.
Ugh to these split seasons.
It's Paul Winfield's birthday.
*James Cameron answers the door*
*leaves message for roommate*
*goes to Club Noir*
But why is he still there?
God, the Devil, and Kitsch.
Don't judge. It's cultural.
It was a hybrid.
Billy Bulger calls it a Loo.
He was a great man.
Wicked Smaug
We hug liberty.
Whitey Bulger isn't a euphemism?
Well, I'm stuck on Devil's Island …
Blue is the warmest color.
House of Good Lovin' seems even worser.