How about if I ring this bell and scream 'SHAME!'? Also, I'm ignoring you at the next community gathering and telling everyone your dish was store-bought.
How about if I ring this bell and scream 'SHAME!'? Also, I'm ignoring you at the next community gathering and telling everyone your dish was store-bought.
We laugh, trying not to remember the evil anteater from Kingdom Hospital.
Finally got around to reading the final volume of Grant Morrison's run on Doom Patrol. Seeing Robotman and Danny the Street show up to take Crazy Jane away put a tear in my eye. Seeing Dorothy grab the balloon and leave to join them made my heart soar. I love seeing people, even fictional ones, find a place they can…
I had one once where everyone I loved slowly shuffled out of my hospital room as I plead with them not to leave me to die alone. Can anyone interpret that for me?
The Principality of Sealand, duh!
Sounds like a fun week! Except for that one presenter who thought this was the other kind of "kink" and only had slides on the best ways to straighten your sheets and boat sails… because their presentation is at the same time as that one on leather wear they really wanted to attend.
Church camp is for vanilla, band camp is for kinks. They're both for the gays.
So they were one of like three people who managed to land a nickname that wasn't a derogatory reference to their ethnicity, anatomy, intelligence, etc?
Heroin?
It'll have a tiny crown and little horns on it too. Very tasteful of course.
He's not, but like 50% of the monsters he's killed do.
To cash-in on all the sweet press about a new del Toro Hellboy, but not have to pay those outrageous del Toro prices.
Ok, maybe not those Looney Tunes. Maybe more like the "duck season, rabbit season" stuff? Maybe nothing made around WWII also?
Well if they are using the storyline implied by the title, it should be fun to blast by years of Hellboy's mythology and emotional construction to get at that juicy payoff. I don't know how it will work unless it looks nothing like the actual book. Consider me a bespectacled, skeptical nerd.
The dog is just waiting for the camera-person to leave so it can hump and/or eat some of those birds. Also the province of the gods I gather.
No! Shame! Go watch Legion!
Sadly, the only places for us to find Minion Nazis are those sassy white supremacist groups on FaceBook that just keep it real.
So much potential here. We need you BattlecarCompactica!
Honestly the marketing for them (and Facebook) is far, far worse than they actually are. Being a bored man-child one Saturday, I actually watched the Minions movie and IV is right, that movie is underappreciated. Sadly, I think their wacky slapstick and gibbering is as close as we can get to the Looney Toons anymore.
I hope Bioware Montreal has enough omnigel for that space burn.