Well, I don’t know anything about that, but now that you’re speaking to me like a human being again, I’m sorry to see you go and I wish you the best.

I know one person who’d disagree:

Search for John Oliver doing Carlos danger bits

+1 copyright

Immigrants! We get the job done.

A fat Vegeta who dyed his hair?

Our dumb, beautiful swimming man baby. Bless his heart.

I’m a level 16. I threw a Pokeball at a CP10 Pidgey. He got out. Threw 2 more. He got out and ran away.

They have definitely cut down on “travel time” as a plot device. Now you can have characters hoping back and forth from one continent to another within one or two episodes (Varys obviously, but also Arya in the last episode, not to mention Yara and Theon going from the Iron Islands to meet up with Dany in record…

Interesting that the Redskins and Braves both have reservations about other people taking what’s their’s.

I was there!

As a white man, Spades just sounds like a more complicated and more intense version of Euchre, which all white children are required by law to learn if they live in the Dutch or Scandinavian parts of the Midwest.

As a huge Wings fan who will shout down anyone who says Howe isn’t the greatest player of all time (fuck Wayne Gretzky’s non-backchecking ass), Howe doesn’t compare to Ali. Leaving aside all the racial abuse and systemic obstacles he faced, what Ali had to go through just to be allowed to box after being stripped of…

How you know you're a bonafide theater kid: you say DESHTINY at the beginning of One Day More without hesitation because that's how Colm says it on the CD that you played every single afternoon while doing your homework and there is no other way.

Didn’t people theorize that himmmmmm was Robert Downey Jr.?

You left out “Donald Trump’s Super-Classy Inauguration Speech”, though it’s not coming out until January, 2017.

Also, I wonder if Amber is the answer to this.

At least we got to laugh before we cried about Summer and Hodor.

You basterd. The only thing that could make me tear up even more is the thought of Bernard Cribbons giving the eulogy.