loopychew
LoopyChew
loopychew

Air’sAll I Need” is the best raindrops-against-the-window song ever. Fight me.

Not sure about movies, but this season of Legends of Tomorrow managed to get some good mileage out of one specific severed head.

Hey, if the Zouk can be part of the John Wicks world, I don’t see why they couldn’t do something with Schaal.

Honestly, being in a Bond movie probably isn’t a bad choice in general; he’s got the presence to be a Bond villain. It’s just the movie he was IN that was the problem.

As you pointed out, it was Griffin Newman’s challenge. She was the first B99 actor, but “joined other actors” isn’t the same as “joined her fellow B99 actors.”

I’m a simple man. I see CXG screenshot, I click.

I liked the first one. I like Gemma Arterton. I’ll wait on the reviews.

And then put him in NYC as a beat cop sometime in 2010ish to get him ready for a couple years down the line.

That’s not Bullet! That’s just some common bitch!

I remember seeing this picture and wondering if Whiskey took this picture while he was in an engagement or when he was just at the Dollhouse.

Please note that not even being in a Costco watching the footage with the sound muted is enough to prevent the tears from happening.

I’ve been playing Persona 5 Royal while working a stairmaster. I don’t know where I stand in terms of productivity/laziness.

Aside from the conceit that Paris is the culinary capital of France (Lyon for life, y’all), everything about this movie is incredible.

Take my goddamn upvote and get the goddamn out.

Okay, having watched it I’d say I’m happy it was on Netflix. Perfect easy dinner movie that the GF wouldn’t have been happy paying $20 plus concessions for.

I don’t think I’ve come across your username before but it is fantastic and you’re already my friend due to having awesome taste in movies.

The only thing I could ask is that they have a scene where they have Ryan Gosling shout “SPACESHIP!” in increasingly frantic tones as he helps build the space shuttle or whatever.

Then there was The Dissolve’s take, in which divorcing the joke from its context can make it that much funnier.

I just kept pressing 3. At this point I don’t even remember what I was thinking of specifically, and eventually it apparently gave up on me because I kept pressing 3 and forced me to choose one of the other mole women.

Well, yeah, it’s H. Jon Benjamin. He may be a jazz daredevil piano genius, but he’s...H. Jon Benjamin.