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On a rewatch it's obviously not a surprise, but one of my favorite things about Black Sails S1 is that everybody else (not unreasonably!) handles Flint like a loaded gun and meanwhile Miranda is not afraid of him at all. Genuinely dangerous men carry themselves differently the moment he enters a room, and yet when he shouts in her face she doesn't even flinch. It's absolutely fascinating to watch as a viewer who doesn't know yet what exactly is going on
Scream (1996) dir. Wes Craven
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Santa Jaws (2018) dir. Misty Talley
See, the problem with character vs character polls is that you will at some point reach the rule of funny. So the real question isn't if One Punch Man Saitama or Goku would win, the real question is:
Who would win?
Miss Piggy
Bugs Bunny
this is wrong
Yeah, she couldâve done this in her standard Sailor Moon form. Super form is overkill, really.
Sailor Moon is stronger than Goku. I donât make the rules. Fight me about it.
What!? đ
Iâm on a still active forum, with a solid vs debate scene. Sailor Moon vs. the God-Emperor of Mankind from 40k is one of the most treasured threads there, as Sailor Moon trashed the guy.
19 pages straight of debate over Sailor Moon vs. God-Emperor of Mankind, in which every time a 40k fan desperately brings up a new point, it immediately gets negated by another one of Sailor Moonâs powers
In elementary school, my best friend and I had this game we would play where we were school supplies living inside a child's desk and going on slice-of-life adventures inside it. And I remember that a key component of our school supply society was a sort of religious schism that existed around the purpose and nature of the giant hand that occasionally reached in to grab different citizens, use them, and then return them, because most school supplies considered this an auspicious and enviable moment of being selected for a greater purpose and allowed a glimpse of a vast truth, but pencils considered it a horrible portent of doom because they always got sharpened during it and came back smaller and closer to death. We were third graders btw.
I'm pulling these tags out prev
on a work call. after the briefing, the manager said "any questions" and someone raised their hand and asked "did Lee Harvey Oswald act alone"
where to upgrade social battery. where to buy larger social battery. how to attach multiple social batteries. how to hang out with all your friends without getting tired. how to hang out with everyone you wanna hang out with without burning out. infinite social energy hack. nap tips
social battery rapid charger. social battery usable while plugged in. how to love everyone you love
is it normal for social battery to look like this
mye social battery is pillow because im so sleepy
my family has had some pretty interesting encounters with psychics/mediums that seem genuine in the past, but nothing will ever be funnier to me than the last guy my mom talked to who was so definitely bullshitting, because she said "I was hoping to hear from my husband" and the guy went "he said....it's okay to Move On" and like. every single person my mom has recounted this too has been like "He Would Not Fucking Say That". as if this was an ooc fanfic about my father. it's just so fucking funny. fake psychic dude take your shitty headcanons about my ghost dad and LEAVE!!!
like, my parents were legitimately insane about each other. I cannot stress how much he wouldn't say that. I have to assume his ghost was standing right next to this fake psychic yelling "WHAT THE FUCK!!!!" when he told my mom to move on lmfao
actually. funnier to imagine he was a Real Psychic who was just trying to put a move on my mom and didn't think the ghost would do anything about it and now is now dealing with a violently angry haunting for the rest of his days lmfao
this psychic for the rest of his life all because he tried to hit on some dead guy's wife in an elevator
Ghost Dad: WE LITERALLY CHANGED OUR VOWS BECAUSE WE DIDN'T LIKE "TILL DEATH DO US PART"
Psychic: he says you need a real man. a tangible one. a man visible to the average eye.
Psychic: I also choose this guyâs still-alive wife.
good morning
oh my GOD
you put those tags on this post where they belong
They sting. I got ouched by one a couple days ago. The vest is for your protection.
@phillipfancypants
As the person who got their R keyboard broken and the world mocked me for being forced to use the uwu language as replacement
My condolences
put that back
National Lampoon, October 1985
I think about this cake every day
sorry for exposing your tags but this is hilarious
OP, I hope you donât mind me making an addition:
When I turned 17, we ordered a cake at the grocery store for my party, as weâd done many times before. If you wanted something written on the cake youâd write it into a section of the order form. We requested, very simply, âHappy Birthday Courtneyâ. When we went to pick it up the day of the party, this is what we got.
The bakery employees had absolutely no explanation for this. The order form, attached to the box, very clearly did not contain any of those extra names. Whomever had done the writing was no longer in, so there was no one to ask how this had happened. The fact that the name âJuanâ is misspelled bewilders me to this day. (Iâve never seen âMileyâ without the E, either, but itâs believable that someone might spell it that way.) Did this cake slip in from an alternate universe where Iâm one quarter of a set of Hispanic quadruplets? Dyslexic Hispanic quadruplets, maybe?
This cake became the focal point of my party. At least two of my friends regularly called me âCourtney Mily Jaun Pabloâ for years to come. My siblings and I still reference it sometimes, eleven years later. It is probably the funniest thing ever to occur at any birthday celebration of my life, and may well remain so for the rest of my days.
I love a botched cake.
one time me and some pals spotted one of those big cookie cakes in a store. it was done up with red icing and little X's for kisses and in the middle it said
No One Like You
now, it took us a while to realise it meant "(there is) no one like you". at first, we all parsed it as a botched "no one like(s) you"
for ages after when we'd wind each other up we'd declare "NO ONE LIKE YOU âšď¸đ"
I just feel like it's important to post the Sacred Texts
The Cake Wrecks blog is one that I miss.
Jen started this blog in May of 2008 one night when she was bored. She honestly never thought anyone would read it. She's also not very good
It's still alive!
âredditors need to know thisâ, âtwitterinas need to know thatâ⌠no. you need to know one thing and that is that you are not allowed to complain about werewolf fuckers. this is the werewolf fucking website. grow up and go fuck a werewolf.
What does this gif have to do with werewolves?
if you have to ask youâre not ready
can you explain? i donât get it
This is like someone just informed the newcomers about the devils sacrament taking place every full moon and the devil itself popped up asking âwhat sacrament?â with a cheshire grin.
