holy christ marry me so I can divorce you and ruin your life but still love you deep inside, like a tumor

I'm trying to clear out the liquor cabinet for a coming new year refresh, so who knows what horrors I will concoct. Does Bailey's, crème de cassis and a splash of Pimm's sound like a good combo?

Do they soak the pork in Carling's before curing or do they somehow make the pig drink it?

This is all because Lucas replaced the mystical element of the Force and its interaction with the Universe at large with the explanation of "it's fucking midichlorians" aka Scientology 2.0

Here Comes Honey Jar-Jar.

Senator Mendoza, if I remember my Simpsons canon.

THE INVISIBLE HAND OF THE MARKUP

AVENGE ME, GUY IN THOSE DEATH WISH MOVIES

I'M STILL HERE YOU BASTARDS

A nice, completely justified attack on Alias in the SO.

Counterexample: lunch

"So you're claiming that your client's liver disease was aggravated by my client's prescription for Atorvastatin?"

Beware, Dick Vaughn Dyke.

You mean emotionally, or calenderically? Because the food riots that set Ben Richards into the games in The Running Man occur in 2017.

*watches video*
*looks at abandoned warehouse fire that is 2016*
I want to go to there.

To be fair, there is an abundance of evidence to support those accusations.

Well her last job was writing a book titled IN TRUMP WE TRUST, so hopefully she'll move on to something similarly helpful and intelligent like shoving a rake up her ass and clearing the lawn of leaves.

Who gives a shit about maintaining the moral fucking high ground? The majority of Trump voters denied the value of expertise and empathy, so excuse me while I yell WE TOLD YOU SO YOU FUCKING ASSHATS for the next four years.

He's going to cure the gays by beating them with a big piece of Fatty.

Dumbass half-melted Race Bannon action figure looking piece of shit