sometimes I wonder why y'all are obsessed with specific characters and I'm like "why them" but then I remember that sometimes its literally not your choice you just look at them wrong and all of a sudden they're taking up your every thought forever
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sometimes I wonder why y'all are obsessed with specific characters and I'm like "why them" but then I remember that sometimes its literally not your choice you just look at them wrong and all of a sudden they're taking up your every thought forever
ok here you go its not really updated bc theyve said more things since then (ie trixie randomly saying "i liked to see paul simon" on the tammy episode) but its the gist also you have to click the link bc its too important and you dont get the full experience until you watch the clip okay
"two of us wearing raincoats standing solo in the sun" drives me insane as a lyric. two of us, standing solo, next to each other without being together. wearing raincoats in the sun, a needless protective layer separating our naked selves from one another. the alone-togetherness and missed intimacy of it all. the space between us. we never got to the bottom of each others souls etc.
maybe i like my tech a little bit inconvenient
maybe i like pulling out my debit card instead of using apple pay. maybe i like untangling my wired headphones. maybe i like typing something into the search bar instead of using siri or whatever. maybe i like curating my own social media feeds over an algorithm. i just don’t think everything has to be perfectly streamlined and efficient i like it when things feel tethered to the real world.
the beatles but if they were a 2000s emo/pop-punk band
ok listen all gayness aside, (well most) I really appreciated the return of a more genuine friendship between mac and den. like they’re doing their fav thing (fucking with people together, playing characters, hyping each other up) and it’s really nice to see even amidst all the chaos. and this isn’t to say that the problems within their friendship don’t exist, more just that I’m glad that this version of them also exists.
So we all can agree that Dennis' chest compressions on the dummy were an allegory for how he has sex, right? The delusion that he's doing a good job with those pathetic and too quick compressions........ Whole body shaking and looking at Mac as he does it........ The sexual component of the whole thing....... yeah
Speed has everything to do with it
Well I don’t know about you guys but MY release radar is Woody Guthrie, so….
so obsessed with the current macdennis dynamic = mac consciously trying to put distance between himself and dennis (johnny, "i am VERY much single") and dennis quietly but desperately surging forward to chase after mac's attention................. new macdennis era unfolding as we speak
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in case charlie mac and dennis's adhd wasn't clear enough, the coke and meth not only didn't get them high but it actually made them more level headed
city of brotherly love?? umm no it's actually the city of gay faggot love. the liberty bell told me herself.
sorry guys. have to reconstruct my personality around The Character. hope you understand. *my bones crack and twist in unnatural ways and my rips splay open like the hood of a cobra while my whole body makes odd squelching sounds*