Right now? A candy bar. GOTCHA BITCH.
Right now? A candy bar. GOTCHA BITCH.
YOU'D THINK IF HIS FINGERS WERE SO LITTLE, HIS CLUTCHES WOULDN'T BE SO TIGHT, RIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT?
I think you forgot about Pod's giant wiener.
Hey, Bono. All we want are some fuckin' t-shirts, bro.
This should be added to the O'Neal canon. The cO'Nealon, if you will. But I know you won't.
I can't even imagine how obnoxious this crowd is on Sunday nights. Think of all the mustaches and jean shorts. THINK OF THEM!
I sure wish the would internet discuss the legal implications of the alleged drive by fruiting this film features!
Carvey sold the fuck out of that sketch and I bought every unit. Because that is a well known turn of phrase that I didn't just make up.
Wouldn't it be funny if like, 5 Slate articles compared Noah to Tosh right now?
I can't wait to ready Patton Oswald's 50 masterful tweets about this thinkpiece!
I thought they already did this and called it Chappie. Also, Chappie have book?
Also, out of dream friends are settlements, America.
Shrimp!
When are they not???
Fuck, I just posted that except in all caps and spelled less correctly.
"Remarkable non-beard related facial hair haver, Peter Gallagher."
THOSE EYEBROWS THO
The most frustrating rage inspiring aspect of McG is that his name is McG.
Think of that sweet 1-2 punch of Hannibal and True Detective.
Not as good as Ser Pounce and The Dragons.