…Just a girl. Get out of here!
…Just a girl. Get out of here!
Every issue could be framed by the stunt— a memory of an event from his life comes rushing in with each step he took across the wing. The series would end with him being annihilated in a turbofan.
Butt trade— I will show you mine if you show me yours. Butts.
ETA Damn. I just scrolled down and saw that Battlecar Compactica already addressed this…
Well, he spoke Mexican, but Mexican isn't a country. A lot of countries south of the US speak Mexican— places like Columbia, Brazil, and Antarctica.
In Lucas's universe, they're called Sombrarites and hail from their home planet of Sieston.
Yep, and they have huge cocks. I mean, who hasn't sat and thought and fretted about the genitals of cartoon Tic-Taks?
Good boy! Who's a good boy?! Who's a smart boy?! Who's a smart, good boy?! You are! You are!
That's a trick— there's no way to pronounce those collections of letters.
I was trying to think of what Oscar Award™ he won after this film.
I saw that episode of King of the Hill.
I just wanted to revisit this article (apparently two years later)— I have since become addicted to Fang Island and they are in a constant rotation at home and at work. Nothing gets me going at work, on a ride, or any other time when I really need to get my shit going like these guys' music. Another great band I was…
This is like people who record "ghosts" and listen to blank tapes to hear electro magnetic ghost farts or whatever. THey are hearing what they want to hear. No little kid is going to start saying "hell" or "fuck" because something made a sound in the same cadence as "what the fuck." I kind of wish I hadn't known what…
Why bother having people at all? Just make cartoons.
Casting directors started worrying about being caught getting blow jobs from them and started looking for older actors to fill the roles.
Through the Mirror Glitter Glue Princess Twilight Sparkle.
That's what she said!
McDonald's attorneys send cease and desist letter.
Rosanne's couch just looks like it smells bad.
My mom just put our furniture into storage and taped photos of the furniture to lawn chairs. She really believed in not enjoying things.