BRB, signing up to be an UberEats driver. 

I think I’ll play it safe and go with the compression pants and bra.

Oh god fuck, now we’re going to get Tammy Lauren vore.  

Yep.  Fuck streamers.  Can’t wait for this fad to die and they end up as a bunch of unemployed 40-somethings who’ve never held a real job.

Oh god, no.  What’s wrong with Jimmy Johns?  I knew about CFA, Hobby Lobby, and Papa N-Word, but what did Jimmy Johns do?

I literally thought Tumblr was a low-key porn site. That’s how I found it and it’s all I’ve ever used it for.

Yep. Tumblr for me is literally just “porn I can view on my phone”, so...bye, I guess.

“Photoshop is evil,” she said, wearing thirteen pounds of make-up on her face, framed by her flawless professionally styled hair.

And nothing of value was lost.  Cry harder, weebs.

This is my exact take.  This is pretty fucking dumb, but whatever, have fun, Britain.

-”I’ve read plenty of arguments from ‘weeaboos’ and their brethren in other domains that any deviation from the original artist’s intentions are censorship.”

They absolutely do, and they’re called westaboos.

Great, perfect.  Thanks a fucking lot.  Now what am I supposed to watch while I wait for my latte?

Spend a couple seconds thinking about it and I’m sure you’ll figure out which conclusion is true.

PS: Being spoiled almost always makes you enjoy the movie more.

It doesn’t. Because it’s just Bullshit Internet Theory #4023985712340957201987124.

Nobody gets to complain about a decade-old spoiler.  There’s a definite statute of limitations on spoilers.  I’m not sure exactly what it is, but it’s certainly not a fucking decade.

DUDE, WHAT IF ALL OF THE COMMENTERS WERE DEAD AND ALL THE COMMENTS WERE ACTUALLY MADE BY GALDARN!?  NOW HERE’S A BUNCH OF CHERRY-PICKED BULLSHIT TO “PROVE” MY THEORY.  DON’T FORGET TO FOLLOW, LIKE, RETWEET, COMMENT, AND SUBSCRIBE!  I ALSO HAVE A PATREON!

I get what you’re saying, but weed smells don’t stick around very long at all, much less a year.  I could blaze a blunt in my living room at noon and you wouldn’t smell a thing by dinner time.

Okay, but is it good?