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It’s good to know that we’re still living in the best possible universe.
That happened in this one too.
I knew it! Who is Kai Winn in this scenario? Paul Ryan is Weyoun, so he can’t be Kai Winn. Obviously Barack Obama is Captain Sisko and Hillary is Major Kira.
though to be fair, my favorite book now is also the Lord of the Rings
The Wild Kine of Araw
Where do they get their ideas?
My friends just watched Red State and said that it was the worst movie that they’d ever seen. “There were some cool moments, but the long, too-clever-Kevin-Smith-monologues were apparently so jarring for a horror movie that it ruined everything,”–my friends.
And in the end, Batman creates a time machine and rescue her! #Gotham
I didn’t listen to the Hermione commercial, but I did *watch* it and felt that “Total Eclipse of the Heart” should have been playing in the background. Was it? Because that would be awesomest.
Birthday Girl, Interrupted
facetaco! You’re just killing it! Killing it! Like paparazzi chasing after a princess!
Don’t you know that it’s now fashionable to wear hideous rash-colored shirts with weird necklines? Fashion is cyclical, and we are obviously cycling through the Black Plague Era of Fashion.
Is that my elementary school gym teacher? Because it really looks like my elementary school gym teacher.
Indeed. For a couple of seconds I thought the CD was skipping, but then I remembered that there is no such thing as CDs anymore and that we’re living in the FUTURE and I’m old and probably going to die.
The girl with the hat made me angry. Really? You’re going to be judging the baby hipster dancing in an Apple Store when you’re wearing THAT on your head?
I once saw young woman sitting hunched on a milk crate, bespectacled and with wild hair, spoon in one hand, expired veganaise in the other. And that was it.
She was eating veganaise.
Old veganaise. Only veganaise.
From the jar.
With a spoon.
It was haunting.
I’m listening to Laura Barrett’s “Robot Ponies” while watching this video. It is effective.
But you gotta wonder if what killed the body is still out there. What killed the body. I couldn’t get past that.
I mean, if the in-between found in blanket-fort-imagination-land can’t save us from tsunami-meltdown-civil-union-war, I don’t know what can.
(It certainly can’t save you from broken ankles/coccyx [cocci? what is the plural of "coccyx?"] , that is for sure!)
I know! I thought every time one of them jumped “Holy crap, you hipsters! You’re going to have to sit on a circle pillow for like six months.”
Ugh. I hate everything about this. Their vague language, their wide-eyed optimism, their whiteness. Does this mean that I am a jaded shriveled husk of unimaginative humanity, with no hope for an escape from this pit of pessimism?
It’s obviously “He’s Pretty Colon the Steve Winwood story Comma When Animatronic Bears Attack Exclamation Point”
Don’t believe the hype! A Rusty Venture is the name for when you jerk off so much that your dick gets all red and sore. Source: Brock Samson.
Do I keep pet rats? Yes, yes I do. And I was with her for a while, then she pulled out the dead guy. Yikes. And even though males are larger than females, that is an obese rat. Maybe if she had went with a non-fat blueberry yogurt, that rat would still be alive.