This was a funny read, but I’m disturbed that the EDITOR wrote ‘you’re’ for ‘your’ in one of the comments. AN EDITOR.

‘A Paul Thomas Anderson film!’

‘That’s good!’

‘...it’s about fashion designers in 1950s London.’

‘Well...bye.’

How about the inane impotence of eat a fucking bag of dicks?

they definitely had some hate-fuck chemistry going on.

I think their friend chemistry is too strong. And Rey is obviously moister than an oyster for Kylo.

especially considering the Porg are nightmare demons from the blackest depths of hell and the crystal foxes are pure adorbs.

FB tag: Sounds like an elaborate excuse to be a furry but ok

I see no (h)arm in it.

I would’ve died laughing and cheering and crying at once if Poe and BB8 literally started playing tonsil-hockey while everyone gave ‘em the weird side-eye.

Or the start of one, if you count Independence Day as a series. And I fucking don’t.

it’s got like a 93% on RT and I’m assuming it’s raking in huge amounts of money, so that doesn’t seem so divisive to me.

The ending had a very ‘dog in burning bar telling himself everything’s fine’ feel to it.

Is this parody, or satire? Because...wow.

Whaaaaaa, you had a spaceship basically fucking a bigger spaceship in half! What more do you want?

and there’s even a few regrettable Ben Carsons and Omorosas on the African-American side, ugh :(

hahahahahaha, verbal child abuse! what a knee slapper old coach was.

That reminds of one of my favorite “Dumber than a” sayings, ‘Dumber than a bucket of buttholes.’

nor does mine, and I’m white as a sheet. What’s your point?

The nicest thing you can say about this shameful, embarrassing joke of a President is this - he is the perfect President for these buffoonish, classless, idiocy-worshipping, lowest-bar-possible times.

yeah but really, what else are ya gonna do at this point? it’s laugh or drink a bullet, is how i see it. let’s enjoy their stumbles all we can before they intern us in the TrumpCamps.