We are all simultaneously getting with and not getting with Pete “Schrödinger” Davidson at all times.
We are all simultaneously getting with and not getting with Pete “Schrödinger” Davidson at all times.
Cue the More You Know logo: Brendan Fraser’s last name is not pronounced like the show Frasier—it actually rhymes with “razor.”
Same thing on PEI, as it’s a full-fledged stat. Not much open here besides the biggies, though.
Agreed. I never cared for the whole “FF13 is a hallway simulator” line of thinking, myself. Lots of RPGs are similarly linear. I preferred to think of it as the tutorial for the meat of the game, and I mostly play FFs for the gameplay systems anyway.
There isn’t even that much giving in Trump.
“This is for the sole of all those watching,” Tarantino later added. “Besides, there’s lots of weight put into each slur. They’re not just arch comments.”
I joke that we could set my (87 years old next month) mother-in-law on fire, and her last words would be “I’m still cold!” She laughs and pretty much agrees every time.
There’s always the Fields Medal.
I did back in ‘12, and now I can’t stop. Please help.
Except she wasn’t smiling.
I was REALLY puzzled for a bit about this. Thank you for the clarification.
I’d love to write about how Black people are consumed and then tossed aside in the name of popular culture, and how pop culture success is not an acceptable recompense for the myriad deficiencies, degradations and large and small acts of violence, aggression and microaggression visited upon them by largely white…
Drake didn’t even submit his album, and he has more nominations than Pusha T. That also hurt.
So where’s Samara Joy?
I’m AB+, the greediest of the blood types. GIMME THAT BLOOD
I was not into Gillian Anderson as Margaret Thatcher at all. To me, she seemed to have exactly two expressions: simpering and “my dog is openly shitting on my carpet” exasperation.
I’d put in a vote for Since You’ve Been Gone and Hardware Store, myself, but a great list.
One of my favourite memories in an otherwise depressing two-year stretch while at school in Buffalo was me and a friend hitting the computer labs and mockingly reading all the Chick tracts while laughing our asses off.
My desire to watch this movie will hinge heavily upon whether that glibness about the fate of the real life Johnny comes through in the trailer.