One day they’ll make an Uncharted: Where Do You Feel Like Eating Tonight? I Don’t Know, Where Do YOU Feel Like Eating Tonight? and then they’ll have to ask, “What if the person asking that was a man?” and someone’ll go, “What? No, I mean - - what difference does it make?”

I really want a career drawing porn. To whom do I send my resume?

Well, there are furries, so, naturally, there are blockies.

Open mouthed-breathing should be at least a citation.

I got a pdf of ‘em all on my iPad. Since he didn’t do an merchandising agreement, I don’t think Watterson would mind if you torrent it.

For those who thought TL;DR, the moral of the story is if you want to end racism, use violence.

“You know those orcs aren’t sending their best, when they come over here.”

You sound like George. “My plan is to have 365 pairs of underwear, so I only have to do wash once a year.”

You sound like George. “My plan is to have 365 pairs of underwear, so I only have to do wash once a year.”

This is definitely the decade of getting mad at things.

Unless it’s good crust, it’s just empty calories. Mind you, I always eat the crust, but I don’t enjoy it. Except this one frozen pizza, which had the BEST crust/bread I have ever had in my life.

Yeah, but... could you still put it in a damn box?

You don’t get to sing about being tough while wearing a beret. That’s the law. Section 4, article 3, paragraph 5.

HEY-OH!

Did this really need to be a gif?

As they should.

I’d pay for a private showing of them in an empty theatre, myself. A room full of people chewing for six hours, with poor ventilation, doesn’t flick my bean.

When you’ve only seen the Special Editions, because you were born in ‘86 like I was, and got to see them in theatres like I did in ‘97, no, they are good. Because for some of us, that’s all we have. Just like those kids in China or Bosnia or wherever, who may not have ever had any of those movies, but still had those…

See, that’s the thing, the whole not seeing mental illness nearly as debilitating as anything else, or rather, distancing it from anything physically damaging into a category that gets less and less light shed on it. That’s what killed him.