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the beginning of the gang misses the boat is one of my favourites: mac is vibing to hollaback girl, frank and charlie are eating worms, dee has a fake mustache and pretends to be a captain and dennis is applying mascara and then he rides into the river

charmac

A deep character study

honeyybadgerhatesmen

Please watch this you guys, this made me laugh so hard.

eggsaladstain

THE MENU (2022) dir. Mark Mylod

sinal-limpo

the-hills-have-ass

wolchefant

the narrative rollercoaster this video took me on in 19 seconds was a trip to remember

cc-videos

Shane: My manager at Abercrobie was a woman who I think was- she seemed 20 years older than me, she was probably three years older than me..

And the most distinct thing I remember happening is one day I was eating an apple, and she said “What does that taste like!” and I said, “an apple?” and she said “Yeah, I’ve never had one.”

She was later arrested!

thefantastician

back when Sora got into Super Smash Bros

want more kingdom hearts comics?

marlinspirkhall

- The Long Awaited Meeting Between Times New Roman and Comic Sans | Zac Oyama and Brennan Lee Mulligan

marlinspirkhall

I agree

sweeetestcurse

Bioshock 02/???

porterr-robinson

crownquill

cc: Who thinks, uh, Watson is too heavy? Raise your hand if you think Watson is too heavy.

*short cut*

Does anybody think he’s too skinny?

audience member: no.

No? M'kay..So uh, I’m very proud of you guys. You get a 100 percent. Uh, he’s perfect

*upbeat music plays as it zooms in on the dog*

kirbyofthestars

people have the audacity to equate vanilla with “plain”. the fruit of a delicate orchid pollinated by hand. worth its weight in solid gold and beyond. the fussy black-and-cream jewel of the american continent. you sick son of a bitch. imagine a world without vanilla. no blondies. no pound cakes. no crème brûlée, no coke floats. no cream soda. no satiny new york-style cheesecakes. no warm apple pie à la mode. no velvety complexity to bring out complex notes in chocolate desserts. no depth of flavour in your cakes and cookies and milkshakes. all in just a few precious seeds or grams of paste or perfumed teaspoons of liquid black platinum. what you don’t understand could fill the library of alexandria seven times over and then some. you ungrateful bastard i’m going to kill you