Sports. I do not care. And keywords futa, yiff, and ecchi.
That’s a warlock. Deadlock is the first frontman from AC/DC, before they got that Geordie fellow.
No that’s dreadlocks. A deadlock is an early class of battleship.
It might be regional but the new cheddar jack doritos in the silver white bag are what you described. Still tons of flavor, but dialed back a bunch. To get around the burnt tongue thing, I portioned it out in sandwich bags so I could eat them for a while without the main bag going stale. Treat yo self.
It’s slag.
I had the same kind of brain fart shower thought about the refrigerator brand Frigidaire.
Frigid+air
The air is cold.
I was in my 30s.
This is the way. Mac and cheese accepts most additions.
Joel Schumacher’s Batmen movies, especially the Clooney one, were so awful they changed the tone of superhero movies from that point on.
I watched them both very recently during an extended Arnold Schwarzenegger movie binge, and it’s absolutely worth hate-watching them again for the sheer wonkiness and absurdity of… everything. Try tallying the Dutch angles. And girl power platitudes.
Doubtful. The whole marvel train is crashing.
Thor: Love and Thunder felt like it was written by a Disney executive suite after they ran metrics on what test groups laughed at in Taika’s other work, then amplified the lulz by 20%, and rewrote it for the 11-16 year old market.
I was old enough to see the original trilogy re-released with all the bad dumb filler George Lucas thought was necessary to complete his vision.
All the poopy squelchy gross-out CGI was obviously a crass moneygrab, but it seemed like such a reflection of the man himself that I boycotted the prequels when they came out. Then I found Red Letter Media. Fuck the prequels. Fuck that creepy bastard. Han shot only.
Bóbr 🦫
That’s a lot of cookies. Damn.
he’s been dead the whole time
Dorkwood should be something real.
Women are the most important thing to do in the world.