I LOVE that precedence shit.

“Let me...take care of...our son, dear.”

Oh, now you’ve done it!

You can roll your eyes all you want. People have gotten killed for less and this guy was never proclaimed to be a saint.

Okay, so she’s mad about what happened back then? It’s understandable.

Because you won’t let it go.

You seem obsessed with sucking his dick.

This isn’t Edward Snowden. This is a guy giving his girlfriend classified material so she could make articles that looked deeply-researched with info unavailable to other reporters. Not to expose wrong-doing or corruption.

Except he’s only trying to get enough money so he and his wife can go back to adventuring in Africa.

Personally I miss the “of” designation. Now, everybody has a last name or just their title and first name.

Charles is the substitute teacher no one wants while waiting for shiny new William to come take over the class once he leaves teachers-training college with new Head Girl Kate in tow.

It’s the “I suppose” that makes it comedy.

Charles throws the most EPIC rager in the history of the British Isles, that’s what happens.

Except...there’s nothing to suggest that.

You really are the stupidest commenter on Splinter.

Oh, he’s fucked.

I hate Trump like cancer.

They can do it because they weighed the absolute disengagement from reality of the majority of its Western customerbase against the absolute touchiness of China’s government who can cut off their access to Chinese customers, and figured there would be no real backlash from the Western customers over doing this.

Yeah, that’s not cool.

I’m not seeing “The Irishman” for the same reason I didn’t see the last two Avengers movies: I don’t care about the content.