Jack

We're about to get the worst Mario discourse ever, aren't we?

Starting a charity that provides poppers to twinks in need

British advertisers have ensnared the Traitors lady the same way they did with Diane Morgan. Her bangs are in everything now.

Not a World of Tanks ad in the five hour Blood Meridian essay

I feel like I have the vibe of a gruff, pissed off space trucker. Like I'd wear a navy jumpsuit or jacket, smoke in a spaceship somehow and be named something like Nashville.

I'm like The Thing of accumulating Hawaiian shirts from my girlfriend.

Sugar crashing is such a miserable experience but when you cave and take a nap, those two minutes before you fall asleep feel like you're being put down in the most relaxing possible way.

I've been treating unemployment like a survival game as a joke as of late, but today, I actually looted three pounds from a lockbox outside an abandoned barn. My ass is scavenging now.

HELLO

I was out drinking last night whilst dressed as The Lady in the Radiator so I didn't get time to post when it went out, but, the Halloween Special of Echoes in a Jar released last night!

As it's a special, I wanted to do something a bit different. I hope you love it!

Now this is a story all about how
My life got flip turned upside down
And I’d like to take a minute just sit right there
I’ll tell you how I became Lisan Al-Gaib of a planet called Arrakis

I say this being only halfway through and knowing it's going to get worse.

Blood Meridian might be the most disturbing piece of media I've encountered that still manages to have a point. Sure, people have done worse, but mostly just for the sake of it. What makes its content so horrific is how genuinely real it feels and knowing the real world context behind it.

I really like the setups to the Tyr fights in GoW: Valhalla. There's something weirdly wholesome about a really chill dude beasically going "hey, I genuinely want to help you find enlightenment and self-forgiveness so we're gonna beat the shit out of each other to do so. Good luck, buddy!"

Anyone who can guess what song this is about gets my blessing.

That slap bass lick was a really nice way of leading into a song about blowjobs.

Blood Meridian is canon in the Jucika universe, I've decided

I don't know why I did this

I saw this on Instagram and the entire comment section very clearly haven’t and don’t. What a miserable way to live bitching about something for this long.

As different as they are, I truly believe mixing up William F. Buckley and William H. Macy is an honest mistake.

I watched Death Note for the first time nine years ago and have never heard this point made until my 13 year old brother made it the other day. How does Light never get arthritis or carpal tunnel from that much handwriting?

Only just realized that all four of these episodes are season finales. Dee’s gonna find god at the end of the next one.

You ever see a weird looking kid and go “that’s a weird looking kid”?

This timeline pleases me.

Dude, does Judge Holden even have a law degree?

I'm really into this continuing tradition of modern Sunny giving each character a weirdly beautiful focus episode. I need Dee to go on some sort of spiritual quest in season 18.

Every straight male friend I have has the vibe of someone who you explain bisexuality to, for them to respond "doesn't everyone feel that way?"

After The Long Walk, I've concluded that every Stephen King story needs both a weasily little dude with impossibly big glasses and the most evil white boy ever concieved.

I'll never forget the time this angry old lady (fuck her, she cut me in line at a water slide) said to me "you got a problem with me, jack?" and it took a good few seconds to remember this was old person slang and not her being a witch.

I don't want to completely rip off Tyler, the Creator by dunking a on a prominant British politican while recieving a prestigious British award, but now that I can potentially get deported if Reform takes power (I'm here legally), I need to win a BAFTA or something so I can publically diss Farage.