“POLITICAL CORRECTNESS IS RUNNING RAMPANT, IT’S AN OUTRAGE!”

For some reason, I like to imagine a version of this movie directed by David Lynch. I mean, if you’re not gonna give a fuck about the final product, get weird with it.

You gotta read this article LA Weekly does on Jason Blum. Apparantly he gives Director’s complete creative control in exchange for small budgets. I had a hard time not liking this guy after reading this article even though I’m not into any of his films.

Unbutton that shirt, soldier!

Where do I get to sign up for a place where the official battle gear is a bare chested mancake?

You walked out of Tremors?

Honestly, most people probably aren’t marriage material. No harm in trying it, but the idea has zero appeal to me, personally.

Some of us like torture. Some of us are bad people.

I often think about this, because I am the last of my surname in my family. My name is my identity and would feel weird ‘discarding’ it, especially because I am the last. I think I would want to keep my name, but I would also want my child to have mine. Another part of me is totally fine with my child taking my…

“Elmo’s daddy told Elmo that Julia has autism,” Elmo says

“She called you daddy for 18 years, now it’s our turn.”

“there are other places to work”

Bob McNair looks like if someone dropped Patrick Stewart in the toilet, then stuck him in a bag of rice to try to dry him out again.

Reminds me of the ending to Licence to Kill.

See, this is such bullshit. If I can’t wave the Confederate flag at college football games, then how am I supposed to express my support for an anachronistic system of exploitation in which old white men get rich off of unpaid labour?

ok, so this was the reasoning they used when they removed blood from mortal kombat on the snes :P

It’s official: giant corporations collectively possess more of a soul than any of the Republicans currently running for president.

He is, the basement dwellers are not the majority.

On a side note, why is everything remotely porny in Japan so fucking wet? You ever see hentai? Everything is fucking drenched in sweat for no reason (no, it’s not jizz or vaginade). Someone touches a boob, and suddenly everyone’s sweating like Patrick Ewing at the foul line.

He’s more of a Pope than a God