Storytelling instincts bruh.

I'm sorry to say, but my storytelling instincts tell me… Peyton isn't long for this world.

Finally watched, and I got to say, for the first time ever, this season is garbage. Not in the enjoyable kitsch way either. In the unengaging, plodding, stupid, rotting orange in your wastebasket way.

You never saw a dead Birdperson, just a shot, and bleeding to death Birdperson, but nope… Not a dead Birdperson. If comic books have taught me anything, they aren't dead, until you see the body, and then they'll be back, after someone takes over their job for a little while, and then a movie comes back that stars the…

I really wish there was mention of "Tim and Eric"… That cooling gel… so soothing.

The trailers and pretty much all of the marketing really push for this film to be some crazy action flick, with multiple large scale set pieces. Really, it's a heart wrenching survival film, with little actual motivation behind any of the characters. It's kind of one note, but fuck if it didn't get me to cry.

What is this from?

I've been pitching the book around. No one wants it. Maybe a stream of conscious like diatribe "Plumbing the shit of the Ubermensch: Mario and Luigi VS. the Post 80's American Marketed Capitalist Dream or How I Learned to Stop Learning and Worry About My Overactive Imagination"

"Hot, hotttt, hottttt" is a running gag buddy.

This only applies to the original "Super Mario Brothers" for Nintendo's original 1983/85 System (also known as Famicom), but I think it's a good look at why the system, and Mario as a character has survived, thrived, and was so popular upon inception, accidentally, and subconsciously in the American Psyche.

I've been a lifelong WILCO fan, and can sing all their songs backwards and forwards (and also capitalize their name if I want to), and you just now made me realize the titles of those two tracks, and fuck everything, fuck everything.

"As much as I’m drawn to underground and punk things, I really love so-called “legitimate” things"

Morty in the kitchen killed me. I don't know why. It just really made me chuckle.

From a Harmontown listener: there was too much Harmon psyche in this one to really get into the humor. Redheads, his father, Comunitty, even giraffes… It was like a Harmon therapy session.

They should do Fantastic-Four as a retro-futurist timepiece. Set it in the mid 60's, give it a "Mad Men" style and tone, have Reed and his family using a spaceship, and crashing in Latveria. Doom gets radiated and all pissed off. Etc. Etc.

Weird… I remember this promo on Nickelodeon in the early nineties that would say something along the lines of "You know, you never see Mr. Ernst and Artie the strongest man in the world in the same place."

"Let's go to work" has never been more inspiring. Greats series finale ever.

Duh. 20 year jump, Carl is in charge as a weird post-apocalyptic leader. Wohooo

Not a Great Job! Internet.

Well, to me, the Marty we are journeying with is Marty-Prime for us. So we he sees another Marty travel back in time at the end of the first movie, that Marty is traveling to a different past, albeit one where Marty-Prime is already, and is going to return to another future, or another dimension, being that our…