My primary concern here remains that the trailer made this iteration seem like a person who calls themselves “Random” or “Insane”, which in my experience have been people who become incredibly grating, very quickly.

I desperately want someone to try and excuse away a public drunken meltdown as a “social experiment” now.

“Please don’t sue us.”

Somewhere, Gordon Ramsay rolls his eyes and harrumphs.

The only problem is, a huge part Trump’s support is based entirely around him doubling down on everything and never apologizing. I have seen zero indication thus far that a statement like this will negatively affect him in any way.

Now mind you, it’s BEYONCE who is being racially divisive and preventing us from moving on from the past.

*sighs*

I actually met Amy Jo Johnson once. Not like “met”-met, I was a barista at the time. And I kind of recognized her, but I never really watched Power Rangers as a kid. So I had no idea how beloved that show was when I told my friend, who WAS a Power Rangers fan, that I had made the Pink Ranger a latte.

Seriously. By far, the best video reviews on the internet.

I am trying to imagine the jarring shift in feeling from finding out you’ve been cast in the new Jurassic World film, to then discovering that you’ll be crawling on all fours, pretending to be a dinosaur while a 5-year-old sits on your back.

THANK YOU.

Well, respectfully, I have no idea what version of her story you’ve heard if you think Malala wasn’t “shouting”.

Uh... the biggest reason she got the attention because a bunch of terrorists tried to blow her head off. After she was being loud and outspoken as hell about her issue in Pakistan. Malala was never, ever “quiet”, she was “shouting”. And got louder AFTER they tried to murder her.

I think the hinges have been well-off for a while now in some circumstances.

I’m willing to discuss an open relationship once Melissa Fumero gets back to me.

Stephanie Beatriz fav’d/favorite’d (I have no idea what the correct terminology is here) a tweet of mine once. I’d like to take this opportunity to announce our upcoming nuptials.

If your entire presence on social media revolves around trying to get as many sweet, sweet RTs and Favs as possible it does.

I’m sorry, is there a more polite way to say, “Your entire post is one gigantic string of red flags indicating your ignorance on the subject to the point where I think it’s actually semaphore for ‘I don’t know what the fuck I’m talking about!’”?

Terribly sorry for your loss. My father’s battling it now.

I never particularly listened to a lot of Bowie, other than the stuff that everyone knows, and I am genuinely, deeply saddened by this news. He was one of those people I was thrilled to know existed, even if I hadn’t engaged with his work all that much. I guess I just assumed he (and Lemmy) would be here to turn out…