Find Me On:
An M. Night Shyamalan Film
The real shame is that Mike’s head couldn’t take the title of Top Scallop from Tom’s head.
I think it’s pronounced Cory “Hymie”…?
“Racists gonna race.”
You know how it is.
Somehow I am not surprised that Mr. Andopolis is straight up racist.
Holy hamfisted food metaphors!
We get it, Americans are fat.
(This speech was about fat Americans, right?)
We’re sure you were at SDCC and not the Worst Fire Drill Scenarios Convention?
Looks like Mr. Eko went to hell.
(Say hey to Michael for me)
“This is my Fucking Double/Body Heat”
“I started to with all these Coldplays that make noise, instead of smashing the Coldplays when I haven’t slept and, like, lose my mind, I just put on headphones or earplugs.”
I’m pretty sure this is what she meant.
Because it is what -I- mean.
“I will eat my feelings until my heart stops beating.”
“I will eat your heart until your heart stops beating”
-YOUR WEREWOLF MONSTER GOOD IDEA BOYFRIEND.
Baby’s got a pretty strong grounds for a counter-suit.
Before I try to come up with a caption I just wanted to confirm that this is actually from a Haiti benefit and not from the American Hero Miracle World Tour 2010.
What’s the ETA on Juliet banging that nuke with a rock?
This time line sucks.
Getting to see the product of so much talon-t really beaks staying in.
(ok kill me now)
I’ve seen this.
Eastern Promises, right?
Tom Papa: So the issue is that Whoopi’s career wants to shoot itself in the face, but Whoopi wants one last hurrah (women be shoppin)!
Next week on The Marriage Barf.
I think we all need to remember that you don’t need to eat if you’re not really alive.
Thus, no excuse for The Marriage Ref.
The Kevin Smith
reasonable human being attention machine is hard at work once again.
My No-Fun-O-Meter is going crazy right now.
That is someone’s head and -not- a pastry.