So relevant today. RIP.

“In retrospect I must confess that I do not know, or no longer know, what I wanted to achieve with my words. I only know that without this testimony, my life as a writer- or my life, period- would not have become what it is: that of a witness who believes he has a moral obligation to try to prevent the enemy from…

“I never intended to to be a philosopher, or a theologian,” he wrote. “The only role I sought was that of witness.”

Nope, only women and children died

I read that quote and while I get what he was saying, I just couldn’t help but notice that the woman the guy chased down the street, dragged into his car at gunpoint, and then when she jumped out, ran her down like a dog and put a bullet in her head doesn’t even get a mention?

Okay, we’ve been over this. Let’s review again, shall we?

‘“It’s really hard to understand how this could happen, how somebody could do that to children,” local police lieutenant Dan McGrath told the press.’

I prefer the birth of the side eye myself:

It also takes REALLY fantastic genes

Honestly, this is the first I’ve ever heard that childhood friends getting married is somehow strange. Most people I know think it’s sweet. How do I know this? I’ve been friends with my two oldest friends since kindergarten, and I was the one who officiated their wedding about a year ago. That’s right, two people who…

I die a little bit over Sam. “Life is irregular.”

Kristofer Hivjur sans beard

That’s why I pack all kinds of random shit under there, I tell everyone that it’s because I’m a slob, but really it’s so nobody can fit in there.

Democrats? Raising hell? Using social media? Drowning out the speaker?

This is not competent trolling.

And the thing that everyone keeps forgetting is that Sansa’s first husband is still alive. Granted, the marriage was never consummated, but it was never annulled either. Under the eyes of the Seven, Sansa and Tyrion are still man and wife. And now that Sansa has finally become a player rather than a piece, what a team…

Except Ramsay...his wife put him in the Doghouse

It’s a shame that the Emmys aren’t episode specific for cinematography because this would be a sure thing.

It was probably a 7th-9th grade junior high in 1938 that was reconfigured into a 6-8th grade middle school sometime before it closed. If the picture was taken at the end of his 9th grade school year, most people would indeed be 15 at that point.

Does it have to be a wall? Because we have a bean.