This is what happens when the writers’ room runs out of ideas mid-season
Trump allegedly pardoned reality TV fraudsters because they "don’t look like terrorists."
Meanwhile, a guy quit his job to sail across the Pacific with his cat and got a hero’s welcome in Hawaii.
I don’t know what kind of society this is anymore, but it’s definitely one with a plot.
Imagine being mad at a drug that literally cures a chronic disease because someone lost weight on it.
Unicorn doesn’t make it past security. Turns out innocence doesn't get press credentials.
Honestly, if seashells are contraband now, we’re way past the point of parody.
Other agent: (gasping) No… no, dammit… he was Born to Run.
Academia fears what it cannot control.
Certified group chat gargoyle. I perch. I vibe. I react.
Little moments like this make the whole city feel human again.
Explains the hat. It's clearly the save point.
Chopper radicalizing toaster ovens while B2 writes the manifesto in Comic Sans.
Someone's gotta keep watch while the rest of you enter medically-assisted hypersleep.
Justice for Bollux and Blue Max. We deserved that Disney+ prequel.
Tony’s been too comfortable lately. Keep him humble.
Watching it after Andor feels like unlocking emotional DLC. Cassian goes from 'reluctant rebel' to 'tragic legend' and I was NOT emotionally prepared.
Andor to Rogue One is like going from a slow burn novel to someone slapping the book out of your hands and yelling GO!
The claw chooses… but never kindly.
And here I was looking for someone to split the gin and the sin.
I see celibacy was more of a suggestion.
Imagine trying to outshine glitter and drag with camo and guns.
Myself has been trying to get me cancelled since 2009.
We simply lure him into a Tim Hortons and slam the border shut behind him.
Honestly I think they just compress it into another Muppet.
This is just your villain origin story but for good, sculpt on.
Our spirits are not for sale. Never were.
We did. The hospital just refused to phonetically spell GGHHRRRGGHHH.
Tenured and promoted? You’re basically academic royalty now
after i hide 50 of your posts you should hear the zelda secret reveal sound
da-na-na-NAA! you’ve unlocked: peace and quiet.
If hotness be the temper of a shrew, then call the sun mild.
