I am sipping your haterade. I took one look at that thing and immediately exclaimed, "That thing looks disgusting!". It just looks like a giant fondant sculpture. What do Kennedys have against yummy icing?
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It is pretty stupid, and keeps getting stupider. But I watched Particle Fever earlier (which was SO RAD), and my intellectual processing power is pretty much spent for the day. Especially since I kept pausing it to read shit about the Standard Model on Wikipedia, which of course led to a long and confusing…
Ritz will get the job done quicker.
Heh, happy to oblige. It's at least more entertaining than the POS movie I'm watching on Netflix out of sheer boredom.
Well the good news is that if buff Chris Pratt is eating crackers in bed, he'll probably be back to schlubby Chris Pratt before you know it. Everybody wins!
Oh, it's indefensibly awful. (No idea why the strength of feeling from me and yet I feel less bad). Didn't know I had such powerful cake-aesthetic emotions.
That cake looks like it was created from the disassembled parts of Tik Tok from Return to Oz and then painted mauve. Clearly, Queen Mombi's hand is in this somewhere.
I would rather do Drano shots with Mussolini's corpse than listen to a Miley Cyrus redo of Cannon Ball. Or any other piece of music that Hanna, Gordon, or The Sisters Deal had anything to do with. Don't even touch that stuff, you brainless poser twit.
Yeah, I clicked on that, and I don't even know why (probably because it involved CAKE, and at present I have no CAAAAAKE, OMG cake).
He is always affable and hilarious, in either form. It is extremely pleasing to me that Big Time Movie Guy-dom seems to be happening for him.
The inference I got from the situation was that he was trying to back out and she was like "YOU KNOW..."
It's also the same color as their not-wearing-makeup makeup
Miley Cyrus and her father represents almost everything awful and cynical about modern music as an industry. They have no self— they are almost entirely image-based, marketed constructs. The fact that Miley can sing means absolutely zero to me because of how her entire life has been an attempt to fit her into a box…
I like it! It's pretty and there's cake inside! Not all pretty things have cake inside.
YES YES YES!!! Thank you for referencing that plot point!
That's the best part about walking the streets of a major city like Chicago or NYC. You're constantly hearing one or two sentences of everyone's lives. It's quite interesting!
He got buff for the role, causing a rift between those who love buff Chris Pratt, those who love schlubby Chris Pratt, and those who know that the only answer is Urkel's cloning machine that gave us both Steve Urkel and Stefon Urquelle.
Ryan Gosling is no Chris Pratt.
Protip: You are never the only person in the world with any opinion. Ever.