This would be funnier if Schizopolis hadn’t done it first:
Fletcher: Generic greeting. Wife: Generic greeting returned. Fletcher: Imminent sustenance. Wife: Overly dramatic statement regarding upcoming meal. Fletcher: Oooh, false reaction indicating hunger and excitement!
Not the same without Tim & Eric, but not terrible.You Don’t Know Me (University A Cappella Version) by The University Of Georgia’s With Someone Else’s Money
originally by Ben Folds
(posted by liezlwashere)
TRON LEGACY or “How studios will keep banking on my nostalgia.” At least Shia isn’t in this.
I just told my ex that he is my personal Jew Hunter. But you know what? Bitch can’t compare to Christoph Waltz.
Hey Orell, you made something that amused me. I am sorry I made fun of you today.If i’m the first person to make this i’m dissapointed in you internet.
I remember when this song meant a lot to me. It’s somehow sadder that I haven’t felt that strongly about someone since. (This song also reminds me of Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf, btw. I don’t know why. Maybe because it’s called “No Children”)
I hope that our few remaining friends give up on trying to save us
I hope we come up with a fail-safe plot to piss off the few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mended fall down beneath their own weight
And I hope we hang on past the last exit, I hope it’s already too late
And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here someday burns down
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away and I never come back to this town again
In my life
I hope I lie, and tell everyone you were a good wife
And I hope you die
I hope we both die
I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow, I hope it bleeds all day long
Our friends say it’s darkest before the sun rises, we’re pretty sure they’re all wrong
I hope it stays dark forever, I hope the worst isn’t over
And I hope you blink before I do, yeah and I hope I never get sober
And I hope when you think of me years down the line, you can’t find one good thing to say
And I hope if I had the strength to walk out, you’d stay the hell out of my way
I am drowning, there is no sign of land
You are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand
And I hope you die
I hope we both die
all my cool ideas are going over to Fimoculous, where I’ll be guest-blogging as Rex Sorgatz. Expect a lot of Tori Amos lyric dissection vlogs.
Sisto and Galifianakis. Together at last.
I know this is an amazing print and all but I ALSO know you based this on a picture of me, sis. Does this picture make my ass look fat?!My second lithography print, initially drawn with liquid ink. This definitely did not turn out the way I had wanted, the plate version was way better. A lot of the details were lost in translation; I also didn’t really know which inks to use for the background so I ended up going too light.
I haven’t laughed so fucking hard all month.
Mean Disney Girls
true story
You’ll be a (blogger)
You have a talent for causing thing pain
Son be a (blogger)
People will pay you to be inhumane!
