“Be sure to drink your Ovaltine.”
“Be sure to drink your Ovaltine.”
@Stef Schrader’s post:
Rank n’ Yank performance reviews where my “manager” who I see once a year decides my fate based solely on feedback from my co-workers. Not my work, but what someone whose daughter’s cheerleading team I didn’t support by buying a bucket of cookie dough wrote about me in two minutes.
Hello Skynet.
Hershel has sure been through a lot.
It’s the data from T-Mobile customers. T-Mobile had entrusted this data to Experian, a third party, and Experian was hacked. The people hacked had not paid Experian.
How did this escape attention?
There is something about Toys that’s so utterly bizarre and I find it irresistibly compelling, from the surreal performances to the awesome soundtrack and crazy sets. Like what’s up with LL Cool J? Or Joan Cusack? How is everyone related? Why are there so many Robins? It’s an awesomely weird piece of cinema that I…
Why is this a discussion? The obvious answer is Bloodsport — the gentle love story between Jean-Claude Van Damme and the guy who played Animal in Revenge of the Nerds.
Does this have a cult following already? If so I’m not aware of it.
I actually watched The Last Airbender in theater with a friend, and we were the only two in there. That was also the summer of seeing Jonah Hex in theaters otherwise alone. Good times.
I’ve heard of getting in touch with your roots, but this is ridiculous.
There is a local mushroom here in northern Calif. called a “Candy Cap” which has a mild sweet flavor and a butterscotch-ish Maple syrupy scent. There are ice cream makers who concoct a Candy Cap flavor here certain times of the year. The More You Know....
I thought this one was going to end up flipped but I’m ecstatic to see you’re hanging on to such a wonderful beast.
Nuke it from orbit. It’s the only way to be sure.
Ohio State Highway Patrolman Eric Devers, you’re alright. Real alright.
It’s all your fault! Motherfucker, it’s all your fault!
It is so hard to explain, but I look at this picture and my stomach hurts. It’s not like pain, but a strong feeling that manifests itself as this void in my core. I see all those systems and I know there is life there. There has to be. The more I think about it, the more it hurts to know it and not being able to say…
Transformers Age of Extinction made over a Billion world wide yet sucked the sweat off a dead man’s balls... are we talking the same level of shit or even further down the toilet?