Apparently they split, and I’m ashamed I know that.

I don’t care whether or not this is relevant to the story, this deserves to be seen.

“You know, I’d really like to do a Superman movie.”

The choreography and all that is still stylish AF in the sequels, but you never feel like anyone is actually getting hit.

“I need a wig to complete this disguise!”

Judy Greer is a fucking treasure. With fantastic tits.

Actually, the best show ever is Cough Whitlam’s Cough Whitlam’s Show, according to Cough Whitlam, whom you definitely trust to give an honest assessment of the popularity of Cough Whitlam’s work.

Turns out the only remotely “blue collar” massive industry that’s left is mining, and that’s firmly fucking LNP now. Maybe Fitzgibbons abandoning the Hunter will be a wake-up call.

I just want Labor to go full left. Announce a UBI, 90% tax rate for miners, 50% tariffs on half the shit we import, federal ICAC.

Fuckit, I’ll grudgingly respect the cunts if they bring back Blue Heelers. 

I’ve taken to Ctrl+F’ing for “Cough” to find every instance of my name.

With an attitude like that, you should work for Kinja’s helpdesk.

I remember the time I saw some Mick Jagger music video that was shot in HD.

That’s nothing. This cunt is a prince:

Like his Chechen version of Dora The Explorer?

I’m looking forward to the inevitable forced ironic use of The Chordettes song:

Here’s some breaking news:

It is to Dishonored what Blood Dragon was to Far Cry 3. That’s what it feels like.

It’s like the exact sort of name a romance author who never left her native Wisconsin thinks is a normal British name.

Dear Kinja,