Also dramadies.
Also dramadies.
I prefer to think of it as Foghorn Leghorn saying "Pay attenshun when Ah'm talkin', boah."
Continuing to put off finishing Scarecrow's main missions, and spending my time grabbing up Riddler trophies, while probably also taking care of the side missions that aren't required for the "True" ending to Arkham Knight.
Not just the voice, but in my view, the definitive characterization of the Joker in any audio-visual medium.
In a way, the Framework offers her the opportunity to do that. She gets to see that, no, but for her "Cavalry" moment, the world would NOT have been better. Quite the contrary, in fact, in that May's action indirectly may have prevented Hydra from dominating the nation.
That's actually a TERRIFIC point. When the first images of the first Bryan Singer X-men film came out, I was incredibly derisive of it, thinking it looked like X-Men Motocross Racers. The film, however, ended up being surprisingly good, and I can't help but think that my enjoyment of it was in no small part due to…
I often refer to him as St. Carlin of Morningside Heights.
Also a Carlin observation.
Fun fact: he stole jokes from my cousin's twitter account.
Geordie?
That's actually what I thought this was.
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I've come to regard COD games as…you know…basically fine, as long as you know what you're getting into.
Yeah, but…it's a Battlefield game. What'd you expect? Battlefield game's gonna Battlefield game.
Look. I know you love working with her and believe her your perfect manic pixie dream girl, but let it GO, Moffat!
He only does that at the renaissance festival.
I think the difficulty comes from the writing and the fact that we're missing a key scene with Peyton's reaction to Ravi's confession of love. If she coldly rebuffed him, stormed out of the room, or otherwise made some overt gesture of rejection, then I think it's more just bad timing on her part to show up when he…
I first heard the song at a Cinematic Titanic show, played as one of the bits that Gruber and Josh did together. It was hysterical and got me to listen to the tune, which now feels like a perfect fit for a Guardians set list.
If it were my uncle's playlist, I'd probably think he was indulging in some deep, deep irony, since his tastes tend more towards Coltrane and Frank Zappa.
Alas, no "Baker Street" or "Year of the Cat." Ah well. Vol. 3, maybe?