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Behind the scenes of The Comedy of Terrors (1963)
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A favorite of mine.
Vincent Price (under a ladder), Peter Lorre (black cat crossing his path), Boris Karloff (breaking a mirror), and Basil Rathbone (spilling the salt) -
Behind the scenes of The Comedy of Terrors (1963)
im fucking crying
I'll never see the fourth season of Westworld (I saw the first three) so I watched a YouTuber's synopsis. So at the end Dolores:
and then credits.
The first season is fantastic.
Impossible® veggie meat: smells like cat food tastes good
canned corned beef: smells like cat food tastes like bland cat food WHY IS IT GRITTY
A/C season is in full swing and I hate it. I do not want to bundle up at the Tex-Mex restaurant.
If I got a vet degree I could work at a lizard zoo
dragging the asmr streamer by the scruff of their neck and rubbing their nose in the
sluicin' my dude
I just spent six hours on a three hour drive to miss a one hour appointment. I didn't have a bad time but I'm also gonna lie on the floor until my veins stop rattling.
I always thought my mom's parents kept her birth off-the-record because they were catholics and she was a premarital birth. But the catholic priest was the one who did the off-the-record paperwork. Maybe they just didn't want the whites to steal her.
all of the fireflies are out to fuuuuuuuuuuuck tonight
Maybe Dark Souls was an inoculant? After the first six hours of Dark Souls I have never been able to get upset about dying in a video game. I'm figuring out how to translate that "experimentation is not failure regardless of outcome" to the rest of my life.
"the smoke's so bad it's like smoking a pack of cigarettes!"
Noita lets me do silly things like empty a lava lake into a snow biome. It's a whimsical side scrolling Dark Souls made by the zodiac killer.
killed by my own target seeking rock while polymorphed into a sheep
killed by opening a treasure chest underwater that had an electric rock in it
killed by lava (hot wet rocks) because pixel updating was up high but not down low. I was kinda killed by iced tea because I left the game running to make iced tea (on the rocks)
killed by acid (eats me and also rocks)
Noita lets me do silly things like empty a lava lake into a snow biome. It's a whimsical side scrolling Dark Souls made by the zodiac killer.
It's not like I use it every day. How dirty can it be?
cycling gloves: washed a few times until the water stopped being brown. they looked clean
yoga mats: after a light bleach bath and sun drying they don't smell like fish feet. they looked clean
sleep mask: the stye should have been a clue. looked. fucking. clean
I'm sure there's other things I'm ignorantly living in filth with. Every other soft good is laundered but maybe I'm wrong about the necessary upkeep of lightbulbs and tchotchkes
there are 3 blokes bloking out in the other room and jesus fucking christ i need to hang out with queers and art ne'er-do-wells. I've run out of heteronormative things to say.
they're not bad people they're just the fucking worst
my week of listening to gammons maintain their daily slur quota has ended. South Park centrists, man. It's like they exchanged their belief in Santa for tedious '90s edginess. Like if Kennedy transmogrified into two dudes from the midlands.