And heck, if it is slightly dry... heckin’ gravy exists.

I generally just get annoyed that people always harp on how supposedly turkey is dry and flavorless. It is if you cook it incorrectly. Brine that sucker, stick some herbs into the cavity, don’t cook it at too high a temperature, delicious.

If your turkey is disappointing, you’re doing it wrong.

I will agree that the Beatles did amazing things for rock and roll - mainstreaming it, beginning the British Invasion which without would never have led to Queen having the chance it did to make it big.

Hah! Good joke there. That the press corps would do anything but let their cash cow keep giving them milk.

Queen is the greatest band in world history. Fight me.

Cause then it would be too easy to vote

Hey now. There are some non-ladies who are also quite enamored by this random dude named Idris.

DBAD

Wuf... that’s so hard for me cause I see lack of response as being blown off, but I can absolutely see that’s how I was raised. In my adulthood I’m still vying for attention and praise. I’ve lost interest in a lot of my hobbies because I’m not being told it’s good, and when I present them to someone they’re critical…

I don’t want sizzling fajitas right now.

I think the important question remains: Is Mandela Barnes a lich, a wight, or a vampire?

He can’t be a zombie because he’s not eating peoples’ brains. He’s corporeal so he can’t be a wraith or a ghost. He’s not bent to the will of another so he can’t be a ghoul or a ghast. Also he’s not hellbent on enacting revenge so…

Cause brain damage is cool.

Dude’s 46. He’s not “kid” anymore.

Yea like... don’t stab people, but at the same time don’t spoil peoples’ enjoyment of a thing.

My Congressman is a used car salesman. He’s good. At both.

Yea, China is doing the social credit score thing.

I used to love Sour Patch Kids.

Show up at my door tomorrow with a bag and a costume, I don’t care how old you are. Show up at my door tomorrow with a bag and no costume, whatever here’s a Snickers. I mean fuck it, have a good time.

Yea, watching it back I’m like... this sucks. It’s bad white guy dancing. It’s... just bad. But it’s the only real good part of an otherwise completely incomprehensible and outright boring film.