Ah, the American Dream.
Ah, the American Dream.
How was that a setup? And who were you trying to set up, anyway?
!JAZZ!
Yeah, that checks out.
Eh, halallow it.
"I love you, Kit Fisto!"
I occasionally marvel over "brimstone boyjob."
"What do you got there, Tom?"
"It's a worm, eh."
"[sigh] God…"
"…You didn't even have to think about it, did you?"
I want to hear more about Sam!
Oh, that's your solution to everything!
Squeezer to the dome…no more :(
Actually Good Job For Once, Internet!
Bring Up My Pedro
Your attorneys should be hearing from mine shortly.
Hader plays a phenomenal old man.
I await the peripeteia.
"Hey Jake Mono. Boy, fuck you, Jake Mono, you fucking dumb, stupid…idiot. You dumb, stupid, weak, pathetic…white…white, uh, uh…guilt—white guilt milquetoast…piece of human garbage."
"Didn't you feel so bad because snarking felt so good? And why shouldn't it feel good? It must feel good to Sean O'Neal. He does it all the time."