WE HAVE GOT TO START LOVING THE PROCESS MORE THAN THE PRODUCT AGAIN

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WE HAVE GOT TO START LOVING THE PROCESS MORE THAN THE PRODUCT AGAIN
I want to implant Shawn and Gus into every media I watch they just have that immense power to seamlessly fit in and inevitably elevate whatever is going on. it literally wouldn't matter it could be a post-apocalyptic wasteland and Shawn would still show up at the survivor camp wearing shades drinking from a pineapple like "wow this place is sadder than Gus's dating life in high school" and Gus would be all "the water here isn't even being boiled properly Shawn. I'm not staying at this camp I will not be getting dysentery I'm already fighting my sciatica flare-up" and all the people at the camp would be like "what the actual fuck" as Shawn and Gus walk off bickering into the distance and disappear
Not gonna lie the way some of y'all put words on a page is....whoagh. there really is magic in this world.
Do you think when Robert Fuckass Kennedy Jr dies and we crack open his skull there will even be a brain to autopsy. it's probably just swiss cheese up there right. nothing but air blowing around. idiot.
Man people out here just blatantly misunderstanding horror as a genre. Not saying you have to like it but don't be disrespecting her with your whole chest saying shit like "it's not horror bc there were no jump scares and it wasn't even that scary" and "horror is fundamentally misogynistic and racist" and "horror doesn't offer anything beyond gratuitous shock value" and don get me started abt the new wave of ppl who can only engage w it if it's giving some kinda ultimately bullshit meretricious commentary. sit down and quit PLAYING
Bobby needs to have a crisis and invest all his savings into a food truck. it's finally time for them to give me what I want. he needs to make comfort food and dole out fatherly advice. he needs to call it "Nash On This." most importantly he needs to park it right outside the firehouse and then follow the 118 to all their calls and constantly be up in their business like he never left. all while wearing his fabulous apron and wielding his whisk. Impeccable.
gas station culture is very important to me. Big Drink. A brand of candy you haven't seen since you were a kid. a bathroom key attached to a giant plastic fish. a dozen strangers all crammed in a narrow convenience store searching for a little relief. A revolving door of baggage. Transience. And I cannot stress this enough: Big Drink.