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I’d think that would call up the Outercelestial Superstitionmaker, not the Celestial Toymaker. 

Seems clear to me the difference is the Friars’ Club traveled in the same circles and knew the precise degree of disaster one another were, and boy were they all, while these last 30 years of ComFlix roasts-for-hire have mostly been A. any random person available for any random person available, and B. full of

Two words, friends: Tinkerbell Jesus. If I remember, Sailor Moon used the same tactic to finally defeat Queen Beryl.

Communist Central has a lot to answer for.

I was going to say AVClub being AVClub on that headline but yes, that is certainly a singularly weird first impression. Grats.

Tales might be a bit obscure for a gotcha like that, but ultimately it’s the same deal: They don’t actually know Star Wars (or Star Trek, X-Men, Doctor Who, etc.). They know they don’t likey minoritey, and assume in real time the franchises are all made up of people that don’t make them uncomfortable by existing unless

But scra-scra-scree women and queer.

Noone would expect a straightforward adaptation with this cast, and it sounds like what we all thought throughout the run-up: Not really a satire, but full of safely funnyish people doing safely funnyish things to seem less like the outright hagiography that was Air, with it being about a product that seemingly has

Let is be clear that this noncommittal post about whether the nonsense he’s twisted up from more nonsense to justify even more nonsense (or genocide, take your pick) will be Seen By Historians In The Unknowable Future as good or bad is literally the reason the rest of the thread exists. This is about the most literal

Whichever Idiot: “Didn’t read. Now then, HoGwArTs LeGaCy...”

Even working with Wesley Snipes only at most caused Ryan Reynolds to make humorous adlibs of frustration. Parker Posey’s were more along the line of “Parker’s not here. She’s still getting high in her trailer” if I remember right.

I did indeed have to briefly think “Which?” when I read the headline. Pleasantly(?) surprised(?).

“And “People round these parts don’t like uncomfortable truths.”? No, it’s mostly a pretty level-headed bunch of commenters here.”

“ragebait propaganda of the most meaningless kind.

I’m suddenly willing to bend my typical rule: Please do in fact cancel this very completed project for the insurance mon— er, a tax write-off.

You seem to have thin skin and a memory disorder. You are transcendentally pointless, so what would it matter exactly what failures of plausible deniability you have or have not said this time in your quest to be a vague annoyance to people somewhere on the internet?

“I’m just speaking casually about this subject and didn’t re-edit it 5 times in review. (throb, throb, throb)“

Do you have human acquaintances in the real world, and do you talk to them in this tortured way, possibly while red-faced and hyperventilating and attempting to convince them that um actually you are incredibly calm and well-adjusted and THEY are incredibly angry and offended?

You folks continue to drop these standard undigested strings of words that someone handed you; they are always weightless and barely holding together, because having stable logical arguments is not the point.

You can always just about see the veins in the heads of these freaks straining through the screen.