I loved Roman’s “Fucking Hercule Poirot of fucking piss over here.” All of the Pissmad anxiety mirroring The Madness Of King George
I loved Roman’s “Fucking Hercule Poirot of fucking piss over here.” All of the Pissmad anxiety mirroring The Madness Of King George
Mike Mitchell (aka Mr. Slice, aka Spoonman)
Remember when she called Latinx voters cockroaches after Bernie won Nevada?
I’ll take a little bit of solace in knowing she passed at home, instead of in some bar-less hospital…
“’I know it is wet / and the sun is not sunny, / but we can have lots / of good fun that is funny.’
The best part is the end where Debbit is describing how she murdered all her previous husbands via a slide show and the Addams all compliment and seem impressed by her, like she truly was one of them.
“But, Debbie,... pastels?”
Fuck Dr. Phil
I am not being hyperbolic when I say that this is the most important artistic news of the last decade.
It isn’t FAR off but Ms. Anderson is obviously mocking Prime Minister Umbridge, as well she should. Certainly if I had to choose only one character to mock it would be Maggie or that delusional poser who married Princess Margaret.
I did. It’s a little off; Anderson’s doing a deeper, more gravelly voice than Thatcher’s, and talking substantially slower. I don’t care if it’s an aural match, but I am finding Anderson’s increeedibly slooow speeeaking styyyle to be kind of annoying.
Okay, I laughed when General Bosch asked where the Mandalorians were “trapped.”
It’s all in the delivery. “I’m a terrible guesser. My wife asked me, ‘Guess what I’ll be for Halloween’ and I said ‘Drunk on rum?’”
My opinion? He’s a stupid asshole.
Nancy Walls is terribly underrated.
I WILL DOUSE YOU IN GASOLINE AND LIGHT YOU ON FIRE LIKE THAT BUDDHIST MONK IN VIETNAM!