Looking at him HURTS me. The whole while I’ve been watching him I want to SCREAM at him TO SIT UP FUCKING STRAIGHT. He’s at a funeral for a fucking head of state and is slouching in the pew like he’s a bored 6-year-old at mass. Or like a tired person on the subway.

hella people do weed well past that and continue properly conducting adult life, i.e. Willie Nelson, probably a third of Congress, and Kim Kardashian’s grandmother.

Why does guessing incorrectly allow you to punish the pledgemaster?

I was so tickled by this animal that I said out loud in an Australian accent, “Awwwwwww, what’s up Knickers?” and now HR wants to speak with me.

Fun fact: the 1980s actually existed! I, and a few other people, actually lived through them. Not many believe us, but it’s true.

I always thought Reed would have made an awesome Randal Flagg in a The Stand adaptation.

When we can no longer laugh, that is when hope is dead. All hope.

If you want to be dead serious all the time, and give yourself an ulcer over things that you cannot possibly control that is your prerogative, I on the other hand am planning on mocking the deranged orange shithead until the day he finally chokes to…

Haven't had time to check for myself, but someone on Reddit said that there are windchimes behind Michael when Eleanor asks him if he has a penis.

Fuck Boy Meets World, Daniels ruled on St. Elsewhere. ‘Ehrlich!’

You’d better say “It’s A Good Life” so Anthony can hear you…

Jay: she was nice to me back then.

In fact, take away the delirious beauty of the color-coded lighting and surging prog-rock score, and you’ve got a simple slasher movie, a film whose “witches at a ballet school” mythology is a mere delivery device for the real attraction: the violent, symbolic violation of young female bodies.

Done.

Everyone is entitled to their opinion. Yours just happens to be objectively wrong and bad.

It’s too bad they’re doing less reviews, but at least they’re filling the void with clickbait and mediocre political coverage.

cool, a Wii in near mint condition

Oh Mandy

And then the Human Torch melts the shield while Bucky and Falcon look on really confused.

The one to rule them all.

Perhaps they hold Supreme Court nominees to a different standard.