It is so incredibly dishonest that the writer left out that fact that police received MULTIPLE 911 calls that he was believed to be pointing a “gun” at people. Why neglect to mention that? I’m genuinely curious. Did you think it’s immaterial?
It is so incredibly dishonest that the writer left out that fact that police received MULTIPLE 911 calls that he was believed to be pointing a “gun” at people. Why neglect to mention that? I’m genuinely curious. Did you think it’s immaterial?
Is March 31th similar to March 31st?
The Wench Store called. They’re running 0ut of you!
versus the folks who just take Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride into oblivion.
All I know is she better have some Japanese ancestry or this is super ironic.
Seeing a black woman hate on Bruno Mars while using a Japanese handle that means “I love you” should be a textbook example of the word irony.
Wiseau serious?
I’m not surprised she’s awful, I’m surprised she’s THIS awful after telegraphing her plans to move into acting for so long.
I’m calling BS.
Haha! I posted that shit before I walked in the room!
Wait a minute; his production company is called Jaigantic Studios?
But Outlaw Johnny Black, I sell drugs to the community!
So, I see that the author deleted the line about ‘17 white lives.’ Without explicitly admitting to the error, he then added a postscript about how he recognizes the victims weren’t all white while implying that anyone who questioned the ‘17 white lives’ statement knew that the ‘real’ reason people cared about this…
As Emma has clearly illustrated here, the top sheet serves a very specific purpose. The same purpose as the salad fork. That purpose is so that pretentious dicks like Emma can feel a sense of false superiority and look down their noses at normal, reasonable people.
I loved his cameo in The Kids in the Hall Movie: Brain Candy.
Can you imagine the trauma from the digestive process of that one?
It was originally Jon Voight’s...he even left a pencil in the glove box.
Donald Young Jr really likes retweeting Joel Osteen tweets. Just saying.
Finally a chance to throw batteries at someone’s head out of joy instead of anger.
like someone punched a lasagna!