Until three months ago, she was a barista. Nope, that didn't really have anything to do with your comment, it's just that I haven't seen it mentioned yet.
Until three months ago, she was a barista. Nope, that didn't really have anything to do with your comment, it's just that I haven't seen it mentioned yet.
Jennifer Aniston's penis: 3 inches. Kate Hudson's penis: 6 inches. So, yes.
Since Felicity is the one who suggested that they glue Dhark's mask back together and keep it for a souvenir, she is in some measure responsible for Laurel's death.
Those movies are all way more fun than they should be.
There was nothing quick about it.
He's going to wish Star City into those cornfields.
The way they just stood there watching made me laugh out loud. Worst. Security. Ever!
Barry couldn't get out of there fast enough.
I saw that episode. I think it was called "2 Sprague's, 1 cup."
Maybe he's Zoom's past timeline progenitor, and if he dies, Zoom is erased from existence?
Killer Frost may have been evil, but she made a good point when she told Caitlin she should, "Free the girls."
This. This drives me crazy. Speak up, dammit!
Unfortunately, all her majors are in things like political science, Atlantis studies, history, poetry and journalism, so she still can't get a job.
Why don't they try using the same way Hank used to communicate with Hector Salamanca? Caitlin - "Let's try to figure out your name. Just rap on the glass when I hit the right letter. OK, let's go. We'll start with the first letter of your first name: A,B,C,D…" It might take all of five minutes.
You misspelled Chyron in the comment about misspelling a character's name. Irony or NZT fueled self awareness?
Then let's ban all pejorative terms. "Teabagger" comes to mind. Until people stop referring to others they disagree with in an insulting way, SJW is a perfectly reasonable term to use.
I feel the same way about "I Can't Drive 55."
The video looks like a Scientology recruitment film.
Maybe it's Cthulhu
It seems that the casting was intentional so they could play this joke. D. B. Woodside is very dark skinned and Tom Ellis is your typical pasty Englishman. And they're written like brothers who, while still friendly, are a little bit jealous of each other.