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Shhhhhhhhhhhhh, Gabe. Just look at it.
SOOOOO many tears!
I liked it mainly because of the “Gandalf is dead” music.
Yay. Me and Gabe liked a movie at the same time!
World Trade Center
OR The Christian alternative: name your vagina after your favorite book of The Bible.
Paths of Glory
Bring It On
When you gaze long into a Mel Gibson, a Mel Gibson also gazes into you.
This seems like an event that DJ and Steve would have gone to.
I like vicki’s mop hand. It’ll come in handy (insert chuckles here) if anyone spills their punch.
American Gods is SO good! Neil Gaiman Forever!!!
I feel sort of disgusting having almost immediatelly thought to myself “It’s R. PATZ and K STEW, not Rob Pat and Kris Stew.” It’s sort of the same feeling I get when I hold my hands under a faucet for five seconds before realizing I have to turn it on myself, or when I try to open the door to my house with the car remote thing. Thank you, American dream.
You are in luck, it’s next weeks movie.
What, smiley face pancakes just weren’t doing it for you anymore?
I think these hot dogs are beautiful. They really give me that human connection that I crave when eating my hot dogs. Most hot dogs are all about the mystery “What is this hot dog made of?” when all along hot dogs have been about the people. Hot dogs: brought to you by J.J. Abrams
The first time I looked at this I thought it was an arm with a fist, as in “fist bumb my face or punch it”. I realize now that those are balls. Good news, Mom: Christian school totally worked.