poetjunkie
Poetjunkie
poetjunkie

I don’t think that there is any such thing as “too early to drink” after November 2016.

What is:please order this list of things that matter to Trump, starting with the least important.”

I don’t begrudge Derrick Barry for being a Britney impersonator. Hell, the guy makes a living at it, and that’s awesome. How many people in life get to pay the bills doing something they truly LOVE?

I’ll be much more interested when she confronts her own hypocrisy and refuses to further collaborate with fraudulent cult.  

So she’ll first look for shirley musgrave? 

Mushrooms do thrive in shit.

I’ve always said that gay people are just as capable of enacting hyperviolent vigilante justice with no oversight as straight people. Love is love/arse-kicking is arse-kicking.

Goons like you never seem to understand that your whiny posts say a lot more about you than anything else you were trying to accomplish.

but...Rick Perry IS a himbo

Not just any evil Brit, he’s the guy who played Dudley Dursley!

Right? The scene in the truck was fantastic, Joe ranting about how much Niccolo means to him. Then the next scene where the back door opens and they’ve beaten up all the guards just for fun.

bad guys who get what’s coming to them

Can this please serve as empirical proof that superhero movie fans will not, in fact, run screaming in terror if a movie has gay characters?

My sticking point is this: Why don’t more subject experts go into journalism if they want to improve the accuracy of reporting on their discipline? So many people who criticize that kind of coverage relegate their own contributions to scholarly journals that lock the information behind paywalls instead of telling

Er, Airline.

I mean, if we’re talking real?

Don’t forget the follow-up with cats:

Well this took a turn for the pleasant. Gold stars to you both for taking a breath, counting to ten looking at your responses to each other from the opposite perspective. What a refreshing way to resolve the argument. Now, lets get back to snark everyone.

I picture Ryan Murphy sitting in an expensive but uncomfortable looking chair in a massive, sterile looking living room, watching local coverage about this and smirkingly considering creating an F/X miniseries emtitled: The curse of Glee.