Let’s dance
Let’s dance
Isn’t the point of Kinja so that you can post your own thing, rather than linking your word press post from a month ago?
The soundtrack clip makes me think of 1980's The Island, a dreary Michael Caine vs modern day pirates misadventure by Peter Benchley. You could write an entire article about its many bits of egregious what-the-fuckery, one being the happy rollicking seafarer music while the pirates board and murder a ship full of…
If your mental state was such that you never realized that your sex doll wasn’t a real person, and you died still trying to earn its affections, yours would be a heartbreaking story too.
Does this look like the face of a man who messes with trivial matters?
this is hilarious. but i doubt very much that it wasn’t actually written by people. i don’t know what in the TNG scripts would predict riker wanting “fun drugs” and data changing his name to jack membrane.
You were the one using very dramatic language about this. What exactly is your proposed punishment for robbing “every person on the planet, and all their unborn children for centuries to come, of part of an irreplaceable thing beyond value?” $100 ticket? Timeout?
It’s gonna feel pretty ****ing real to you, too! Anybody not wearing two million sunblock is gonna have a real bad day, get it?! You think you’re safe and alive? You’re already dead! Everybody! Him, you, you’re dead already! This whole place! Everything you see is gone! You’re the one living in a ****ing dream!!…
Something weird and gross about seeing Jeremy Clarkson attempting to approximate what remorse looks like.
Literally the only thing that is going to change for Ebay customers is the PayPal logo at checkout won’t be front and centre. That’s literally it. Not sure what you mean by welcome news.
The thing that makes me angriest about this Newswire story is the missed opportunity to title it “We ‘rugrat’ to inform you that Rugrats now has a porn parody”.
Please. My friends call me Pete.
I agree with Peter Kingsley.
The Guggenheim doesn’t have a “manager,” kiddo. It’s not the Arby’s your mom works the window at.
Bro easy pass lanes are everywhere. From deep res states to the bluest blue.
Seconded.
wut?
Remarkably stupid comment, thank you.
TL:DR?
I’ll confess that I’m an old, but when I saw this guy’s name and face start to pop up in advertisements and as a guest on some YouTube channels I subscribe to, I had no idea who the fuck he was. All I know is that it hurts me, deep in the shriveled black nubbin I call a soul, to look at him. Like, his face makes me…