Jay Leno floats face down, apparently

I’ve watched that one. Tale of the Goose Gobler was seriously compelling

1980 all over again

I’m gay, in a county where most of the play is deeply closeted guys who can’t host and want a blowjob in the woods. You kneel on a pinecone a few times, you find yourself investing in kneepads. Lol

I keep a pair of these in my car for dates

Pre code movies are amazing. My mom watches a ton of them on YouTube, and I’ll watch a lot of the time, too. They’re genuinely hilarious to watch a lot of the time, because they showcase just how much hasn’t changed. You feel like, because of media, we practically invented a lot of stuff in the last generation or two, only to watch Mae west talk about mirrors on her ceiling or Marlene Dietrich dress in dress.

My only British friend is apolitical (and a bit of a dumbass, if I’m being honest). What’s brexit like for your average Brit? I can’t imagine having the right to just move (almost) anywhere in Europe and getting that ripped away from me, but I’ll admit, I don’t really know any of the other repercussions of leaving the EU.

Government so small it fits not only within your bedroom, but within your uterus!

Desperately need them to get letterboxed, spelling bee and strands on there, too. I play every night, and it just feels wrong not being able to play right now

Damn, that sucks :(

Is it really that bad? :/

Still haven’t seen it, but I’m gonna have to eventually

The Man From Earth. It’s always felt out of place to me. I’m not sure if it’s too early or too late, but it doesn’t feel of it’s time to me.

Same vibe for The Discovery of Heaven.

I can imagine a world where only teen girls are in power. A teen girlocracy. It would either be amazing, and there would be no hunger or homelessness, or absolutely horrific. It depends on which clique got elected first, I think.

friendtopia could be truly horrifying

I’ve had a few of those life-time dreams, and they fucked me up real good. Several times I’ve fallen in love with the man of my dreams (literally) and been depressed for days afterwards when I realize I don’t have that anymore. It feels like genuine loss.

And one time I was married to an agoraphobic whoopie Goldberg for 40 years, and woke up just as her sister and I convinced her to leave the fake house we lived in for 4 decades, that was 23 years ago and I still wonder if she would have been able to do it or not.

Oh wow, yeah, that’s never happened to me. Green? How much did you put in?

To make sure I understand, you reached back and grabbed those levers while pedaling and riding the bike?

How many people lost fingers by sticking them into the spokes, I wonder?

I’ve never had it break them down too much, nor create anything remotely soapy in flavor. Perhaps it chemically does create soap, I don’t know. But the end result is delicious and I’m a fifth the time.

Y’all, pinch of baking soda and you’ll have caramelized onions in no time flat. It’s amazing.

I’ll trade you the feebles for a Matt Baume video on the original hella gay Muppets

I haven’t watched the video in a while, but I’m pretty sure they’re overly sexed little hellions lol