j17 in idea barrages

The only correct answer for Tarantino’s final film is “Last Action Hero Remake”.

A Ren and Stimpy / My Chemical Romance mash-up called “Welcome to the Yak Parade” ft. Weird Al’s “Weasel Stomping Day”.

He sits there, smoking in his kitchen. The bills are mounting, he is desperate. But how desperate? “JUST MAKE A SONG CALLED MAMBO NUMBER SIX” his wife yells from two rooms over “FIVE WAS YOUR BIG HIT, LOU, JUST MAKE SIX!” He is desperate. Is he that desperate?

You can make all kinds of style work, you are polyglamorous.

Why say “cunnilingus enthusiast” when you can just say “box fan”?

Whatever group you want to help because of your affinity to them, always remember, your most important priority is to the human race as a whole, to everyone. Always consider the ramifications to all when considering dire action for a few.

There’s no lower calling under the heavens than extracting maximum monetary value from a given resource. Nothing more short-sighted or cruel. A dim child trying to make a tree sculpture out of their own boogers adds more to the human race than any finance vulture’s paper shuffle.

Say what you will about Biden, but he never told people to snort horse medicine and shoot up kitchen bleach to prevent a respiratory infection.