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In Which a Movie Trailer Makes Me Think Thoughts
Dude, did they say "rawhead"? Like, Rawhead and Bloody Bones?
Frightened children! It's totally Rawhead and Bloody Bones! Or one of his ilk.
There's a word you don't often get to use.
Oh, the angsty Wincest this will spawn...
Or, huh, maybe not. Die-hard optimism does not lend itself to angst-sex.
OMFG, IT'S DARLA!
You know what'd be awesome like an awesome thing? If she was in that tent waiting to be healed of a deadly STD.
"Why do you deserve to live more than my daughter?" Because I keep back the night, bitch.
Dude, "Don't Fear the Reaper". Hello, irony. You're looking large and hulking this evening.
Okay, saw a trailer for Firewall. I've just go to say: if people I love are kidnapped as leverage against me, the kidnappers better hope they picked the right loved ones.
Richard, Grandma, Alyssa, I'm doing whatever they want. Anybody else, it's a case-by-case basis. Because I'd mostly be leveraged by guilt, and my guilt only goes so far. Richard/Grandma/Alyssa = love. Everybody else = various ratios of love/guilt.
Destroy the cross, jackasses! Destruction of the focus = destruction of the spell.
I want the sequel to I Am What I Am.
Okay, who didn't call that it was Sue Ann.
I totally want to spend the next few days randomly proclaiming "I am the king of me!".
'm watching Love Monkey now, btw. I've a fondness for Tom Cavanagh. He has a charming mien and delivery.
I like this song, Wayne's song.
Feckless is a rocking word.
I feel this show would be the perfect Scrubs-chaser.
Frightened children! It's totally Rawhead and Bloody Bones! Or one of his ilk.
There's a word you don't often get to use.
Oh, the angsty Wincest this will spawn...
Or, huh, maybe not. Die-hard optimism does not lend itself to angst-sex.
OMFG, IT'S DARLA!
You know what'd be awesome like an awesome thing? If she was in that tent waiting to be healed of a deadly STD.
"Why do you deserve to live more than my daughter?" Because I keep back the night, bitch.
Dude, "Don't Fear the Reaper". Hello, irony. You're looking large and hulking this evening.
Okay, saw a trailer for Firewall. I've just go to say: if people I love are kidnapped as leverage against me, the kidnappers better hope they picked the right loved ones.
Richard, Grandma, Alyssa, I'm doing whatever they want. Anybody else, it's a case-by-case basis. Because I'd mostly be leveraged by guilt, and my guilt only goes so far. Richard/Grandma/Alyssa = love. Everybody else = various ratios of love/guilt.
Destroy the cross, jackasses! Destruction of the focus = destruction of the spell.
I want the sequel to I Am What I Am.
Okay, who didn't call that it was Sue Ann.
I totally want to spend the next few days randomly proclaiming "I am the king of me!".
'm watching Love Monkey now, btw. I've a fondness for Tom Cavanagh. He has a charming mien and delivery.
I like this song, Wayne's song.
Feckless is a rocking word.
I feel this show would be the perfect Scrubs-chaser.