see now as the plump one with the shotgun blows woody harrelson away while he sits, dignified, in a colonial-era recliner.
should have returned my casserole dish she thinks as she collects the empty cartridges from the floor.

no country for old christian bitches

WORKED ON YOUR DAD

AW FUCK JESUS CHRIST WHY'D YOU HAVE TO SMUT UP THE COMMENT CHAIN LIKE THAT YOU SMELLY FUCK

FUCKSALT

hahahaha there were some excellent moments in this. i especially loved the last exchange of the episode, 'where's my weed?' 'uh …'

maybe it would, but it wouldn't have anything to do with the show.

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going downton on abby

only when i listen to augustus pablo, for some reason

someone at work was talking about how they were enjoying watching it unfold and that they were looking forward to finding out who the killer  was and i had resist panicking, throwing a chair through the nearest window and yelling 'OH GOD! FLEE! NOW!'

well said, twin

guys, it sucks, we get it. forget it and move on.

william h erection

eh, whaddaya gonna go? have a coke, eat some popcorn, fhugedaboudit

ANOTHER ENTRY IN THE 'PEOPLE IN LEATHER TRENCHCOATS SHOOTING AT EACH OTHER IN TILED SUBWAY STATIONS' GENRE

GOOD GOD LEMON!

i'm not so sure. i think there was moments throughout the entire series that he enjoyed, and they made for great moments. like when he went swimming with the swami in india. those little moments made the show alot more relatable

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bring back work it!