And is no one going to mention that Claire and all the control room people are, at best, accessories to all of the s**t that went down by not having the I. Rex killed as soon as it escaped its paddock? Owen’s all like, “Well, you’re partly responsible for hundreds(?) of deaths and we had a pretty awful first date—but…

ME TOO, DAMMIT.

“I’m disappointed the children didn’t die.”

#DeusExMosasaur

I laughed because it meant the paramilitary stock characters and the ridiculous raptor-pet subplot were both about to get wrecked. My big inappropriate laughter moment was when Younger Annoying Child was whining about mummy and daddy’s impending divorce on the monorail.

Deal!

Not the best save, but the defenders running alongside the eventual goal scorer shouldn’t be exempted from blame.

Well-written.

Fuck all of that noise. I am a little disappointed, however, that your story didn’t end with a roundhouse kick to her face.

Ah, if only.

So dissrispictfull.

Just hanging out with...Angela Got-damn Davis????
#nooneissafe

Or it’s a condom. #staywoke

Thank you! Enough of this jokey speculation about King James’s dick size. I want serious speculation.

And KAPOW go the explosives.

Stop making sense, bro.

I saw this motherfucker twice in one weekend. Thanks, East Bay Arthouses!

I think it was Livingston, but yeah, that botched call stuck out for me.

+ a bajillion

Probably. I’d prefer it if he held the trademark, I guess.