Speaking of altering reality, if you’ve never seen the video where Bobby McFerrin manipulates an entire audience to go up the pentatonic scale, it’s great:

Uh, noticed the Flakka jar is empty. Somebody gonna get on that or are we back to Bath Salts Week?

How dare you.

Somebody hasn’t seen Beverly Hills Chihuahua.

With each passing day, I mourn The Return. I miss it so much. It’s a gift, and may go down as one of — if not singularly — my favorite piece of tv/cinema/visual art.

And bits of sick.

Semen.
Semen.
Semen semen.

Deadpool in space

He was in a great movie called Grand Piano pretty recently

2 middle aged suburban dads sit around a cookout, beers in hand and share the same old story they’ve told a hundred times: Back in High School when they dropped acid behind the circle K, spent the night squeezed in the phone booth with a hobo in a top hat. Fucking so out of it they thought they time travelled…

This news is most excellent.

[JEREMY CLARKSON punches an IRISHMAN in the face]

Ah yes. Another fine, basement-dwelling specimen of the “superior race.”

—-I’m being sincere—-

Here’s the full joke, since you can’t be bothered to google it:

We’ll always have the memories...and Bubba Ho-Tep

Sooner or later, you gotta hang it up. We should be happy we got three seasons of this show, which seemed to just come out of nowhere, and Army of Darkness is still a classic.

Barry’s use of ‘Leroy Jenkins’ rivaled that of Dog with a Blog.

You’re a fucking screenwriter, aren’t you?

Cause that was really good writing. I saw it!

Most screenplays (I’m not in the business or anything, I know someone who is) I’ve read aren’t as good as the funk you posted.