This was one of my favorite horror movies growing up. Still in my top ten of all time prolly.

Hell... I’m still not entirely unconvinced that Antifa (At least the more violent contingents of it) aren’t just right-wing provocateurs creating a narrative for other right wingers to get a hate boner over.

He got trapped in a trashy Ashton Kutcher movie?

Your cookies are abhorrent and vile and I’ll take a dozen!

“I’m not a Nazi! I’m a Richard Spencer cosplayer! It’s irony! It’s irrrroonnnyyyy!!!” -this douche between prison beatings

I always figured the superior race would require less sunscreen.

Oh boy oh boy oh boy... I’ve been saving something for this exact occasion:

Just gonna throw a quote in here from James Baldwin:

This study severely underestimates how much people like to bitch about having things spoiled online.

“You rescued my Pog collection from the fire? My stars. I don’t even know how to begin to thank you, kind stranger.”

I should be surprised by how little empathy people have. But I’m not. I’m old and cynical and jaded and through with humanity. I’m locking my cats and myself into a bunker and we’re not coming out until people stop being such stupid jerkfaces to each other. Or we die. Whichever happens first.

Why even promote this undulating fuckstick?

Ohh... I thought you meant Phineas and Ferb. I was all, “I totally missed that episode!”

All your face are belong to Arya.

Yeah. At least change it to “Kyrie” for the oh so clever Mr. Mister montage scene.

Autocorrect. Bain of my existence.

Hey everybody! This guy expects basic functionality on Kinja! Let’s all point and laugh at his nativity while simultaneously bemoaning the fact that we’re all stuck on this shitty, sinking ship!

Whosa whatsit now!?!?

I’m here... pissed that none of my Disqus stuff carried over. But I’m here, by god.

You know, just the other day I was thinking to myself: