I will never understand the appeal of Midnight Special.

Yeah, it's his.

If you want to be really skeeved out, Google "Princess Molestia".

Donald Trump would tell all the Parisians how wonderful Paris is, and how much he respects them, and immediately on returning to the US, tweet about how terrible they are, and how the country is going bankrupt.

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Quasi-homosexuals is running this rap shit?

Not physically. However, a quick Google search shows his last single is "Taylor Swift is Stalking Me." So, you're more right than you know.

What about Ray Stevens? That way you get that mix of jingoistic nativism and bald-faced insanity that will characterize the next four years.

At the end of the day, it's still filled with dinosaur jokes.

You are not truly a man until you drink that too fast and that shit goes into your sinuses. Liquid death.

Blenheim is the "get on my level" of ginger ales.

The moment he said "white knight", I knew what I was dealing with.

I watched it twice, because I legitimately didn't understand the appeal at all the first time. The second time I got it, because in the scenes where he actually acts, Brando is mesmerizing. It does seem like a movie made almost for the purpose of seeing Schneider get repeatedly fucked.

Sure, Cary Grant swapping bon mots with Audrey Hepburn is super comparable to a fucking rape.

Bannon's favorite is Schindler's List. "Funniest movie I've ever seen!"

PUSSY….

BRAG.

Watched Midnight Special for the first time yesterday. I just don't see the appeal. It feels like a movie connected by scenes rather than telling any actual story.

See, but then that chopped arm starts doing a Nazi salute.

HAHAHAHAHA!
…sorry.