Since I’m typing this within the borders of the city of Seattle, allow me to say:
Since I’m typing this within the borders of the city of Seattle, allow me to say:
I believe in Happy Days
I have the perfect solution for those people that don’t want to invest the time to actually read about what Marx proposed:
My original comment was much more harsh, but I thought people would have issue with my phrasing. So I figured just using that picture would be even MORE harsh, AND people couldn’t even pretend to get pissy about my phrasing.
I, for one, am grateful to Double Fine for using Psychonauts II to examine Rudy Giuliani’s descent into madness.
If the production already cleared it with Ms. Evans before she died, then why would they ALSO need to clear it again, with her “estate” after she died?
“Upon learning after giving the interview that the movie was actually a comedy intended to mock the Holocaust and Jewish culture, Ms. Evans was horrified and upset.”
There are some genuinely great shirts in that murderer’s row up there. I want to own:
Biden’s Town Hall should just be a half-hour delayed from the Trump broadcast, and then the Biden show is just a “watch party” of the Trump broadcast where they MST3k the shit out of him and offer up fact checks.
Hah! Joke’s on YOU - I showed UP drunk.
Look, you really need to go bigger picture, here.
These “Originalist” dipshits are the same cadre of clueless ding-dongs that want to claim “The Party of Lincoln” is enough to shield them from the last fifty years of specific, Republican Brand racism. Like NOTHING AT ALL has changed in the 200 years since the US was formed. NNNNNNOPE. Everything’s the same, so we’d…
The current battle for “president” of the manosphere is being waged between two men, and two groups, who are different by only degree.
Finally! I’ve been waiting for someone to finally produce the Elon Musk Hagiography, because the YouTube fans - while dedicated - lack the resources to truly polish that turd the way he desires.
This chick has no job or status or reputation to lose, as evidenced by the ripped by a junkyard dog jeans, fathead master race dude driving the 30 year old auction cop car and her drinking from a chili mug.
Police were nowhere to be found.
Yeah - I may be trapped in my home because I can’t just catch a bus to work anymore - but thanks to all this weed I’ve stockpiled, I feel better than I did 20 years ago!