This is the only footage of The Oscars I've seen and I'm running it back like the Zapruder film watching Co-Writer dude's soul escape his body clearly not wanting anything to do with this.
I don't think I can make it through this first episode of Yellowjackets based solely on the soundtrack picks alone. Dracula levels of bleh.
I love the Looney Tunes shorts where they don't know how the fuck to end so it's, like, hey check out this worm with Frank Sinatra's face.
Finding a chunk of hash in my $25 ounce of dirtweed was an even better version of the onion ring in the fries.
But that one time I got a chicken strip in my fries? That's the best, right there.
My favorite weather is turning the heat on until my feet aren't cold, cutting it then turning the box fan on low a foot away from me to take the edge off.
I hit the GROK button accidentally and then I found out it will AI summarize your profile and ahahaha.
Self-proclaimed "cool cat."
Love that Work from Home break where I jump off the computer and run over to pet that one spot on my cat's forehead for 15 minutes straight.
I think the show is dead and it should be dead, but goddman it, I wanna see Stephen Root as Evrart/Edgar Claire in Disco Elysium.












