Lupita in them glasses....

I’m sorry, but she’s no friend of mine. You see, I cannot handle wildness like hers. In fact, just reading the article, I’m approaching my limit of wildness, and I fear that any more, and I’ll overdose on wild. I......I need to lay down for a bit....

I would never trust a marsupial mammal, and neither should any of us.

Are a girl’s best friend?

Sometimes, my “arms” bend back.

I want to see the unedited directors cut which runs about 3 hours. We eventually see the baby (played by the Man From Another Place) come dancing backwards out of the mothers red room, snapping his fingers to a smooth jazzy soundtrack.

I guess that would also explain the JFK assassination.

came here to say ‘uh but eraserhead’
happy to see that’s been taken care of already

This commercial could be seen as a spiritual successor to Eraserhead, which is all about the horrors of sex, pregnancy, and parenthood.

it seems like the desired outcome is definitely not pregnancy

Now show me one from David Cronenberg

So a lady mummy and lady Frankenstein’s monster? On our way to a Scooby Doo Ghoul School universe reboot.

*sniffle* Now we can all say we read her writing back before it was “cool” and “award-winning”

I cackled at this!

I would read personal essays if all personal essays were like this one, Joanna. Besides, who wants the personal essay to be dead, they’re so fucking ridiculous, and ridiculously entertaining (providing you don’t actually take the content seriously).

I am staring hard into a reflection of my eyeballs, and in them, I see—could it be?—a gorgeous blue and green marble; it’s Earth, in my eyes. The sight of my eye is so beautiful my heart stops, much like the heart in the corpse behind me, and I am stunned; at the beauty of this world; the beauty of my fellow WO-man;…