Now they’re willing to call something a genocide.
Paint mostly. Although my art has taken a bit of a Beksińskian bent of late, so I might have to switch activities.
Sam’s Club still accepted.
Disney writer #1: Let’s make a Tower of Babel parable, but set it space!
Disney writer #2: Are we going to end the movie with the antagonist being sent to actual-factual Hell?
Disney writer #1: You fucking know it!
Displacement is a hell of a coping mechanism.
Until it isn’t.
Favorite? Peter Weller.
Second place usually rotates to whatever actor I enjoyed watching last. It’s currently Monkey Man’s Dev Patel.
If you look up “failing up” in the dictionary, there is a picture of Polk County Sheriff Grady Judd staring back at you with his dead, dead eyes.
Spelljammer was a late 80s cocaine-fueled fever dream.
What about the 'stans as well? Want them back?
Ask for consent.
Looks like he’s about to get suplexed.
We’ve gone beyond ghoulish. That shit is ghastly.
Everything’s weird.
As long as you’re not actively hurting someone, do what you love.
This is some Weekend at Bernie’s 2 shit.
She has a degree in law, not a law degree.
Yep… 350,000 people have died in a police action.
Not-war never-not changes.