Subjectivity be damned. Any list that leaves of Red Hill in favour of some of the other nonsense on here is worthless.
Subjectivity be damned. Any list that leaves of Red Hill in favour of some of the other nonsense on here is worthless.
That is certainly a list of U2 songs.
There have been so many moments in this series between Joel and Ellie, in their long road to build trust, even love. But that scene between them:
“The Moths of Extinction Will Eat My Brain as They Will My Clothing and It Will All Disappear” sounds like the title of a badass death metal song.
Parker Posey (Party Girl, House of Yes, Waiting for Guffman)
You can add Out of Sight to the list for Jennifer Lopez, she was fantastic in that. For Steve Martin, I would add The Spanish Prisoner.
Oh shit, that was Steven Weber? Wow, I guess I do like him in something. What a world.
“...and then I kill strange block-headed man with womanly glasses!”
When I was 15, my sister brought her boyfriend over for the first time. They came into the living room where I was laying on a recliner. I thought to leave but then thought it would be rude. She left the room. He immediately got up, apporached me, said “Howya doin’” and put his hands all over me. I was 85lbs. and…
All I wanted was a Pepsi.
are you not seeing the hell Evan Rachel Wood is being dragged through right now and she has a ridiculous amount of evidence. Heard literally lives in another country now. And that’s domestic abuse. the legal system often ends up harming the victim even more in sexual assault cases.
I know the comments section here has become a dumpster fire, but the very first comment mainsplaining on a story about sexual assault was not on my bingo card.
Oh, for a Will Harris Random Roles with James Hong.
Her longing was palpable and so genuine, just a remarkable performance.
Similarly, Garfield creator Jim Davis went on a disturbing, hate-filled rant about Mondays in a recent strip, which he then followed-up with an effusive essay about his favorite food lasagna.
Ah the Deppites are here.
Sadly my Jolly Rogerin’ (lol... oh god I’m so sorry) days are done, unless I want to take 5 days and a ⅓ of my data cap downloading a single flick. Satellite internet is the wooooorst.
Megan and Graham
If what you’re saying is true, there’s no reason he couldn’t have written it in the column. He didn’t, so yeah, odds are that he’s a racist twit.
Because she parlayed looking attractive on camera with no other discernable skills into marrying into the British Royal Family