Too big, too visible, anatomically correct, useful for supporting a human's weight
Too big, too visible, anatomically correct, useful for supporting a human's weight
Did a bunch of Stephen King-type shit happen?
He's got shit to build and he does it on his schedule.
What are these words?
Presumably you own a TV that was manufactured in the last decade, then.
Well you know what they say, que Serra, Serra, whatever will be, will be.
Why isn't there a movie about your standard ASCII characters?
"No, the point is you're a fool! The Matrix has been passed to their new leader, Ultra Magnus. Destroy it for me."
They may be good with STEM subjects, but it's also the reason their buildings are rife with grammatical errors: "Collage of Eclectical Engineers," "Department of Scones," "Stud ENT Onion."
I saw an InfoWars sticker on a car once. I was happy, usually people don't boldly go ahead and announce "please avoid interacting with me" in such a forthright manner.
Have longer what with friends and family? HAVE LONGER WHAT?!
See this is what I was talking about above. You can't argue with this type of person using actual objective reasoning, because in their warped perspective of the world, what they're crowing about is objective reality.
I don't think he's intelligent enough, nor are his viewers to read deeply into subtext. I don't think the guy is spinning elaborate metaphors constantly.
Can he retroactively raise the shipping cost for the product after Shkreli purchases it to a price that bankrupts him?
Whoa as a current loser, former drunk, and currently mentally ill person, I find this stereotyping of me to be way off base.
But he's not wrong. I am out to get them. I hide in dark corners of people's houses and whisper liberal thought to try and brainwash them. George Soros pays me big bucks to do so. The only thing that can keep me away is thoroughly cleansed taints.
Bell peppers? It's like some weird amalgam of a fajita and a taco.
Food isn't really pop-culture, no matter how badly the AV Club would like it to be.
"Please don't send me the recipe, I don't need that in my life. Where is the ammonia-smelling rotted shark meat? The sour cream herring? Seasoned ground beef and cheese, with salsa? Disgusting. I have no son-in-law!"
Uh uh uh, "and that's the way the news goes!"