plus, internally inconsistent - if there’s no falling damage from any height, why would this suddenly whack a huge chunk off your health?

if you ask, me, it hasn’t been a dramedy in some time, if ever, my dear - what we have here is a farce

is it just me or are quite a few of the wax figures somewhat fairer than their real life counterparts?

that was what got me! you mean the number one holiday in the nation? that unique tradition? shared only by the white house and probably one or two hundred million other americans?

mufasa may also have been helped by relatively little screen time, since he dies in act 1. though now i’m curious - did he come back as a cloud in this one? did they allow the cloud to emote, or was it a stony, near-motionless lion-cloud?

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i’m here to fight the premise:

sounds a lot like my landlord in brooklyn. we didn’t have a lease, we had an ‘agreement’. he seemed mostly fine, but i hardly had anything to do with him. except for that time the one roommate smoked a bunch of wet, went berserk, and had 40 of his dearest friends show up and trash the place, whereupon the landlord,…

here’s my catty dirtbag question of the day (tm) for you:

c., yoga, purely on the basis that that’s the option that would make him angriest

the best i can give you is that our airport is a hub for the reptile lizard jews from space who run the world shadow government, and the rail system between terminals is used to ferry abducted children into their hungering maws

i sincerely wish i could laugh at that because it was a joke, but honestly, was it?

is it just me or are chiwetel’s pants not fitted very well? they seem several inches too long, and baggy. especially next to donald’s excellent leisure suit.

personally, as much as i detest the spider-infested hellhole, i prefer to have my furnace in the crawlspace, as compared with using it as the centerpiece of my dining room or putting it in the attic where it can crash through the ceiling and kill us all and then burn the place down

on behalf of the state of colorado

i can’t believe everyone’s just cruising right past this delightful bon mot without acknowledging it

few days late and all but if you have the money and happen to be near one, there are veterinary neurologists out there who are trained and board-certified for exactly this sort of thing. you can go to find.vetspecialists.com to see if there are any in your area. it’s not a huge specialty so there may not be, but it…

once, that i can recall, when i was 12 or 13.

and i guarantee that rich lady doesn’t know a fucking thing about it