Gonna make you sweat til you bleed. Is that dope enough?
Gonna make you sweat til you bleed. Is that dope enough?
Turanga Leela is named after the Turangalila Symphony by Olivier Messiaen.
I started playing Hatoful Boyfriend last night.
SUMMER TRAVEL
Looking like that, he talked his way into Jill St. John's bed. 'Nuff said.
I visited the Archeological Museum in Naples earlier this year, and they have a section devoted to wangs (including the original of the mural Vago posted above from Pompeii). It's called the Secret Cabinet, and boy howdy is it full of dongs.
But for those who had read the books, trust boiled down to something different: basically, “don’t fuck it up.”
Kicky new 'do, Cersei!
Never a bad time to link to HipsterDBag's horrifying bedbug story:
I visited the Cappella Palatina last month! It's amazing! All those mosaics! No skull on the floor, though. Also, actual government things happen in the Palazzo where it's located, so I'm not sure how Hannibal would've snuck in a body (I know, I know, he's a murder wizard). Plus it's like a 12-13 hour drive from…
I just want to tell you, good luck, we're all counting on you.
Good morning! How's your day?
Fat pink goiter.
oh thank god it's back
Nah, he'd consult the I Ching.
"Did you miss me?"
"Uh… yeah?"
Women. Always thinking with their ovaries and getting slaughtered by undead children.
WUN WUN SMASH PUNY WHITE WALKERS.
While I am sad and a little wistful about this news, I am still so damn angry about what happened to Tron Uprising. That was a damn gorgeous show, and it got so good by the end, and then they buried it at 2:30am or whatever, let it hang in limbo for ages, and then unceremoniously canceled it. Argh, just typing this…