My significant other has barely got a handle on a crippling anxiety disorder and I'm so horrifyingly depressed that I can barely get myself together enough to put on pants most days. It's a match made in heaven, I tell you!
My significant other has barely got a handle on a crippling anxiety disorder and I'm so horrifyingly depressed that I can barely get myself together enough to put on pants most days. It's a match made in heaven, I tell you!
This thought had never occurred to me and I started to ship it, and then my first thought went to calling them 'Giz,' and now I don't know what I want other than a shower.
I'm still stalled out on episode four or five of FNL, so I'll wait til I have more information before telling you that you're insane and wrong.
Poor Piz can't get no break man.
I hope not. His performances have been so lifeless lately.
Tonight, we eat like the lower-middle class to which we aspire!
They should try expanding the concept, actually. Imagine if there were brick and mortar stores where customers could just go in and pick out the movies they wanted, eh? I think it could really revolutionize the industry.
Netflix has DVDs now?! Hot damn.
I had a feeling that was the case, but I couldn't turn down the opportunity to feel like a smug douchebag for doing the same thing that 30,000 other people did, or however many it was.
I can tell you exactly that thing! With great joy in my heart, in point of fact.
You aren't already getting the DVD as a Kickstarter reward?! FOR SHAME!
Tell that to Belwar Dissengulp!
This would officially be that awkward moment when you're not sure if upvoting something about children being sold really sends the message that you mean to send when you hit it.
I was going for a whole thing where you were asking about the latex glove because of gloves, but then I reversed it by making it 'gloves of cock,' i.e. condoms, which is the first thing that people would think regarding a latex allergy being problematic.
…OF COCK.
And just enough circle jerking to put a smile on your face without getting so insular that we're stuffed all the way up our own asses.
You know, I hadn't thought of it, but I do believe you nailed that shit right on the head. We have our foibles, but there's none of those tl;dr shitheads allowed.
Bringing up Polanski in a discussion of a celebrity fucking children seems pretty on point to me, so there's certainly no need to apologize.
There's a simple cure for that sort of thing, I hear.
I don't have any special love for anime, but Paranoia Agent is definitely one of the best TV shows that I've ever seen, full stop.