It absolutely is delusion, and it happens to be harmful delusion. It should be derided. Constantly.

I just goddamn love him. Can’t listen to his music, though. Can’t do it.

Because it’s 2018, and grown ass adults still insist on believing in poorly written, nonsensical fairy tales, and honestly, it’s not fucking funny anymore.

The story of Samson has always been one of the most baffling, and hilarious stories from the Bible. It’s just unbelievably stupid.

I watched half of the first episode, and realized that I was watching a Disney Channel quality sitcom that happened to be about pot.

Nooooooo. It’s nerd.

I’m mortified that this exists.

It was bad. It was very not good.

You were allowed to listen to Christian rap? We weren’t allowed to listen to anything that had drums in it, or a beat. Because that leads to gyrating. And gyrating leads to the devil fisting your asshole while you ejaculate on a hyena. Or something to that effect.

Fraggle Rock. Because it had the word “Rock” in the title, and we were not allowed to have anything to do with rock music. To be fair, I grew up in a cult, and wasn’t even allowed to read a book if it was not pre-approved by the church (none were if they weren’t expressly religious in nature. I once got grounded for a…

He has several points. All of them sharp. All of them missed by you.

It looks a lot like Dropchord, Double Fine’s iOS rhythm game.

I’m a better person because Ursula Le Guin wrote stories. Everything she put to paper was beautiful, and true, and perfect.

Oh, my god. This is fucking devastating. She is by far my favorite author. I feel like fucking crying at work right now.

First Night Vale, and now this. FX seems to want weird/funny horror shows pretty badly right now.

Quote of the episode: “A woman thinks about these things.”

I’m sad for him that they left him off the new X-Files season. He seemed genuinely giddy to be part of the last one.

The fuck did I do?

“Hey, yo. Lock that door. Lock that door,” is something I usually say before masturbating.

That’s true. It doesn’t matter. It is, however, a symptom of something that does matter.