Well, his eyebrows look like twin Hitler moustaches, so there’s that...

Really, REALLY bad taste.

IKR? I think it’s the best action movie ever made, even if Bruce the Shark looks a little creaky these days. The acting, dialogue, music—they’re just so good.

Y’know the thing about FLOTUS, she’s got... lifeless eyes, black eyes, like a doll’s eyes. When she comes at ya, doesn’t seem to be livin’... until she bites ya. And those black eyes roll over white, and then... oh, then you hear that terrible high-pitch screamin’, the White House turns red, and spite of all the…

One of my favorite Phryne moments is when she’s perched on Jack’s desk, being her usual gorgeous, distracting self, and he scares her off with a spider in a jar. She’s normally so self-possessed—the sight of her scarpering off tickles me no end!

Peggy Carter, Phryne Fisher and River Song are my role models. They are strong, intelligent, and they take no shit from any quarter. Oh, and they are gorgeous.

Oh, I HATED that fucking movie. What Women Want and You’ve Got Mail are two films that bring on personal rage strokes. Mel Gibson steals Helen Hunt’s ideas AND her job! Tom Hanks sorta catfishes Meg Ryan and forces her bookstore to shut down! AND BOTH DOUCHEBROS END UP WITH THE GIRL. Fuck you, Hollywood, you don’t…

Oh, it’s not that bad! I mean, look at December— zero wounded/killed. God bless us, every one!
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I hate that the comment section has become the bridge under which the trolls live. It’s dark, slimy, and it smells terrible.

If CK wants to jerk off in front of women, all he has to do is hire a hooker for 45 seconds. This isn’t about satisfying a harmless kink—it’s about dominance and intimidation.

Well, it’s pretty scary to be in a relationship with someone who can just up and leave if she doesn’t like the way things are going. That means BOTH people have to make an effort for the relationship to work, and work is haaaaaaard!

My standard reply to “Why aren’t you married?” is “I have yet to SEE a marriage that makes me want to BE married.” Even the “good” ones seem like they’re more trouble than they’re worth (that’s how it looks to me, at least).

And you’re not really a woman, either, amirite? Especially if you choose (as I’ve chosen) to not have kids. I remember my college roommate told me, flat out, that if a woman doesn’t get married and have kids then her life is worthless. Interestingly, I heard through mutual friends that my old roommate got married…

You are doing the Lord’s work, right here.

You can take your “logic” and “facts” and “well-reasoned discourse” and...come over here and sit by me. Excellent (and enraging) analysis.

Oh damn, the ghost truck. That’s the one I read with delight and dread every year. WHO/WHAT WAS IN THAT TRUCK?

Yup, Mother Earth will just shrug us off her back and spend a few hundred millenia course correcting. She’ll be fine—different, but fine. Maybe the next dominant species will do better by her.

She’s going to have to wait 7 full years for all her cells to regenerate to feel completely clean.

There’s a line from 1776 (one of my favorite musicals) that I’m reminded of a lot during this administration. It was spoken by a wealthy arch-conservative who didn’t support the revolution and thought the “common man” could be easily influenced to oppose it, as well: “Don’t forget that most men with nothing would…