Wrapped up like a douche.
Wrapped up like a douche.
I hate that I want to see this.
OH MY GOD. I want this sooo bad.
I got the chance to see this in a theatre recently; unfortunately, it was part of an all-night horror festival, and the audience was only there to be rowdy and talk throughout the movie. Boo! It was one of the first movies I ever bought when I first got a DVD, btw.
BUT NO MIMES.
The Ralph Rosario remix of “Swish Swish” is unsurprisingly solid.
I want to see “Kingsman”’s sexist jokes about anal sex in IMAX with smell-o-vision. Who’s with me?
Honestly, who the hell said that “old Taylor can’t come to the phone” line would be a good idea?
Real missed opportunity to sell some Daredevil weed, Netflix.
Oh good. If you’re still here, there might still be hope for this disastrous fucking endeavor.
I tried but it was already just this ashy grey =\
Vibe, my kill don’t bitch.
What it someone dropped a pallet holding 500 lbs of weed on you? That weed would probably kill a person.
He’s nmad if he thinks anyone will play Damn backwards.
Weed. It doesn’t kill you idiot. Learn your shit bro.
Rhythmless Nation 2017
I’m gettin’ too old for this shit.
I don’t see where Taylor Swift’s music needs to be examined like the Zapruder film, but hey, to each his own.
I listen to this while taking a shit