Thank you; it was actually mercifully over by the time I posted my comment.
Brady
forgetting-sarah-connor
It's transphobic storytime at my mom's birthday dinner.
That's correct, even though it would seem to be impossible because of our closeness in age, much like in her film Sister.
And Léa Seydoux and my mom!
Todd hints at making our most reasonable dreams come true: https://twitter.com/tvoti/s…
The potential implications for the future of the CZ are staggering.
Stop putting gay things in my mouth!
Yes please.
Happy birthday! Huzzah!
USA USA USA USA USA USA USA USA USA USA USA USA
There are a hell of a lot of Barnes & Nobles in the Twin Cities. We're not just a mall in a cornfield (anymore).
Yeah….I'm funny.
Yeah I know, pal.
SPOILER: He blames me.
Like, with two screens, or the Soderbergh edit?
What is love?
I've never heard that song as far as I know, and I wasn't around when you asked the question, but can I get a gimmick account for being the first one to comment on this? Or is just gonna be CancerAIDS for me?
That's a good point. I hadn't thought about how the continual upping of the right's crazy ante affected commentators like her. It's a little like, but actually not really at all like, how Andrew Dice Clay or Larry the Cable Guy adopted outrageous personas for their comedy that people began to actually identify with,…
Trevor St. McGoodbody, or…David…
It's hard to gauge whether she's just being a little tongue-in-cheek here because she hates soccer so much because it feels so damn un-American, whether she's just mostly outright joking with this one, or whether her entire persona for the last 20 years has been an extremely elaborate satire of the American right.