mr-wilson
Mr. Wilson, Reluctant Pumpkin King Incarnate
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I already forgot where it was that I saw a comment ranting about how cheap it was for Groot to survive when I’d already seen it clarified that he died...
Maybe because my reaction was similar to this, and I dropped the subject just as fast.

*Notices Link On Facebook*
“It looks decent from the front, but I can just bet the back’s going to loo —”
*Clicks Through*
“... That’s endearingly ridiculous.”

It took me a writing professor in college to wake me up to the fact that it was a bit of a California thing...
What made no sense is that it was by questioning why I was referring to the part of the I-5 cutting through/under Downtown Seattle as “The Five” when I’m pretty sure that’s the only thing that gives off an

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I’m a little confused how they missed this one:

My grandmother’s house has a backyard wall that you could hop over to find yourself right next to a main road that eventually forms a T with LAX’s runways around 2 miles away.
I’ve noticed the steady muffled whoosh-and-buzz from the street at night along with the occasional light howl of the Metro rail work an awful

I didn’t have anyone I felt I really related to in early kidhood, but then I had to go and have a dream about terrifying the 3-headed beastie from the third Scary Stories to tell in the Dark book’s cover after years of being creeped out by it, and eventually did some math on my personality and who it resembles...

This’ the most whimsically sweet thing I’ve seen in ages...

I’m thinking this’d convince me why I’d want to play the game more than anything else could.
...
Well, almost anything.

But next time you come across a pair of doughy checks and big eyes, think twice before cooing: who knows what evil lurks beneath.

Nevermind that; how about integrating some of the old Myspace?
I’m truly stumped as to how we already had a golden age of chatrooms like we did radio, and a great way to socialize only got what felt like a few measly years of glory before Facebook’s cliquish ways somehow became the standard and all these systems were

I think this’ a perfectly good example that while this asshole’s pretty much the same subspecies of trash I’ve dealt with that thinks a PhD makes it something, you give the facts first.
All the insults had me thinking, “Okay, and why is the maniac piece of shit scam artist all of this stuff?”.

I’m not much for pickups, the notion of driving unique old cars makes me nervous, and a Manual unique old car just makes me even more so, and I’m not even sure if 6'5 fits into it, but I still rather want one.

Naturally I have to see this as I’m fussing over the plastic streak in the “highly accurate” moon lamp I’ve been given and wondering if the “warranty” actually covers anything when I don’t see a website...

Nifty, but as Washington state’s an unfaithful asshole’s paradise and I’ve noticed the system picks up profiles that have looked at mine a bunch, it’s pretty obvious why a lot of my list’s sketchy local taken/married yokels I don’t even have mutual friends with.
But it would be handy if the software could fetch the

That’s nice and all, but how much tinkering/adjusting will be needed for faux texture wrapping paper?
Because a faux alligator leather wrapping paper sounds too hilariously ridiculous to pass up.

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I love how I come across this right after someone unwittingly helped remind me that I have to go search for the MP3 file I found of this, which I realized would make a perfect alarm...

Well, since you mentioned it:
Mine’s really a wistful groan that translates to, “Me-dammit, why did Shake Shack have to take my favorite away from me?”

Somehow I didn’t notice the stagecoach company’s name before, which makes me glum I’m late to realize Rockstar did a historical in-joke I’d appreciate.

“Hello, Oogie.”

Oh, good, it’s the volunteers that are watching the movie, not already conscious (?) AI.

I’d worry just tossing such an AI into “Up” might ingrain it into them that those you love are temporary, bad things can and will happen when you want to do something innocently fun, and that your heroes will fail you.
And maybe