My guess is that he’ll play a middle-aged man wearing too much “scary guy” make up.
My guess is that he’ll play a middle-aged man wearing too much “scary guy” make up.
Are you suggest the converse is true, that at the moment your father injured his finger he said, WOW, THIS WILL RESULT IN ME MEETING MY FUTURE WIFE!
So you didn’t find it odd when the protagonists continued to hang around and casually drink mushroom tea after a number of people committed ritual suicide by throwing themselves off a cliff, and no one seemed troubled by it or even called an ambulance to come pick up their dead bodies?
And was there a 22 movie cycle that built up the question of how, exactly your parents met? No? So you’re saying that coincidence, while later meaningful, had zero significance at the time?
Damn, dude, I’ve never anyone get so fired up over a difference of opinion about a theme park ride. First you called my opinion a “fucking load of horseshit,” then when I suggested maybe you chill out, that it’s just a matter of subjectivity, you told me to “fuck off with that condescending nonsense.”
Everyday I thank god we have the internet so that people can express their ill-formed dislike for someone. He’s likely to look at these comments--why would you talk shit like that if you don’t have any reason to do so?
Well, the IP isn’t familiar to people under 50, the tone is meant to be spooky but really comes off as more of inert, and the storyline doesn’t make sense. In any event, homeboy, opinions are subjective, don’t blow a gasket. If it’s fun to you, awesome!
This is something that drives me wild. In what Universe should Campus police be dealing with actual crime? Parking tickets, busting up frat parties, escorting tresspassers off grounds, sure. But stalking? Sexual predation? Sexual assault?
The storage facility is fancy, yes? They have a guard who sits there and literally WATCHES the property to make sure it’s safe. You’re telling me they value the property enough to pay someone to watch it, but don’t spring for an exterminator? I mean, that ain’t no field mouse, that’s a motherfucking WHARF RAT. The…
Oh, I’m sorry, was I wasting precious internet space?
Who are Fats Waller and Johnny Hodges?
Thank you, exactly.
Sure, but as I said above, this isn’t alittle coincidence or convenience. From the moment Infinity War was released, and up until the moment Endgame came out, there was one question: HOW WILL THE AVENGERS UNDO THE SNAP?
The Guardians ride is 10 times better than ToT. The theming is more interesting, the music is 100 times better, and the ride itself is more exciting, with more buck wild ups and downs. Oh, and the intro scene is superior, too.
Yes, that’s a solid analogy, great work. Because the world purportedly makes too much food now, that somehow bears on my criticism of Endgame.
I claim I represent some kind of silent majority? Our conversation started with me agreeing that I’m in the minority.
What’s he got against radishes!?!
You’ve gone from chastising me for critiquing Endgame with too much fervor to now chastising me for purportedly not critiquing it at all.
But they’re nowhere near as noble and important as the chihuahuas that run next to them and keep yipping in their ear.
Yes, it’s my insecurities that cause my opposition to fanboyism, not my opposition to group-think.