Rock-a-Doodle was the shit, so many unhinged lines for a kids movie and Goldie was definitely a prostitute. “If I killed my nephew, would that be murder or charity?”
Rock-a-Doodle was the shit, so many unhinged lines for a kids movie and Goldie was definitely a prostitute. “If I killed my nephew, would that be murder or charity?”
If the cop loses their job over this, it’s like two birds with one bullet.
Just not the dick. According to this article he gets weekly penis injections, but it doesn’t say of what.
Qi Gong: a relaxing, low impact workout. Dozens of monks have youtube channels.
Best description of factiorio.
Oh my stars and garters, was I not specific with my words? Am I ignorant to which company has acquired other companies so I can be as technical as possible?
Or did I buy this phone, the one I’m typing on now, from the Motorola website, and it came in a box covered in motorola branding? How absolutely idiotic of me to assume Moto was short for Motorola.
I can not believe I was this wrong on the internet. The damage I’ve done to the collective knowledge of everyone who’s seen my comment, who didn’t know any better, can never be healed.
Motorola One. Cost me 200 bucks four years ago. Claims to be water resistant, but I’ve dropped it in the lake about a dozen times and accidentally tossed it in the washing machine once (I got it out right away.) It hasn’t so much as frozen since buying it and the battery can still go about two days without a charge.
The one downvote on all the comments implying OP is a twat are the internet version of a frowny faced child stamping his feet.
Links to his 2011 and 2024 interviews on the fandoms his work inspired.
https://www.theguardian.com/books/2011/nov/27/alan-moore-v-vendetta-mask-protest
This was either posted by someone who’s 9 and doesn’t know any better, or 90 and should know better.
A friend of a friend was born without arms and he does the same thing. His is up there on my list of most fascinating handshakes. He doesn’t pay bus fare either.
He could be the monster in a climbing based horror franchise.
Born with small feet, he was banished to the mountains where he turned his curse into a means for survival.
Wide shot of a group of hunters following a trail near a rock face
“I thought it was wolves eat’n all them sheep. Couldn’t have imagined that small feet kid lived all those years out here alone.”
“It’s a confounding thought, Emmit, how you think that thing managed?”
“Boy howdy, that’s the mystery of it all. Maybe we ought not to know.”
Pan up to show small feet guy perched on a narrow rock ledge above. He jumps down, fade to black over hunters screaming.
“This summer, remember to look up.”
Just imagine a football team using the quaker oats guy as a mascot and calling them “The crackers.”
His films are classics and still fondly remembered for a good reason, he didn’t shy away from the hard life lessons. Sure, we don’t always get a happy ending, but kids deal with death, sickness, loss and bad people all the time. They need media that shows they’re not alone.