Opus needs a dandelion break because we’re adding a war to everything that’s already catastrophically fucked up right now
I think this is a Dark Tower thing. I hope.
I read ‘em and I enjoyed ‘em!
My family dog was named Tarkus so this award means a lot to us.
This is basically the only non-infuriating thing I’ve encountered today. Bless you and bless these violent dirtbags!
This is the hardest I’ve laughed in a long time.
Dad-a-cham?
So help me, I saw exactly this sign in Quincy.
Welcome to the northeast! Weather kind of stinks but hey, foliage.
I’m gonna need a full worldview colonic at an idealism spa to flush out how cynical the last 48 hours have made me.
I thought Eyeball Squid was a plucky individualist, but then he pranked that guy so hard his face melted. That’s mean.
We’ll all line up in a miles-long procession and micturate with abandon. We’ll carry bottles of whizz from infirm loved ones so that they too can contribute to the tsunami of piping-hot wee wee that will cascade over his final resting place all day, every day, until it washes away into the sea.
47 at his birthday parade
The Spaceballs part notwithstanding
I was always more of a Spap Oop guy
You’ve gotta be talking about Will Calhoun. I’ll even go here: Muzz Skillings was replaced by Doug (?) Wimbish! The number of things I’m ignorant about while retaining this info is disgusting.
Why do we all remember the Living Colour lineup by name? I think because once you’ve committed to remembering “Muzz Skillings,” you may as well go all in.
And the inspiration for the musical cue playing in that scene is clearly “Similar-To-But-Legally-Distinct-From-Daft Punk.”
You never need to start a post with “I don’t know who needs to hear this” or “Folks”
This is encouraging to me specifically.
Me in the National Security Team group chat
“Seasons of Love” is basically Des’ree’s “You Gotta Be.”