kyleridan

"i be profen" .. uhhh okay? and michael be jordan

Are you in the right emotional state to receive a 50 kg blueberry-and-whipped-cream layer cake launched via catapult directly through your bedroom window?

Follow-up question: what series of action has to take place for there be a 12-y/o-kid's weight cake thrown through my bedroom window?

Mary Magdalene washing Christ's feet

I love how every time I log on, this site attains new levels of heresy. I can't wait to see what is next.

I think it's really funny how the practice of bleeping out profanity is not only completely ineffective as a censorship tool, it's had the opposite effect of creating an environment where it's ridiculously easy to edit apparent profanity into footage that doesn't actually contain it. Like you can just grab any audio or video clip and bleep out anything and people will automatically mentally insert profanity in there it fucking rules.

This is the greatest thing humanity has produced

it. it ends in 50 years…..horse is fucking eternal

Let’s keep the post circulating for 50 years it’ll be great when we’re all in the old folks home

"People should be able to exist in public spaces" so you're saying I'm allowed to set fire to the art gallery???

my notifications are once again devolving into a spirited debate about the ethics of actions that could potentially make someone uncomfortable, and at risk of sounding like someone about to get a lot of irate anons I think we're frankly giving way too to much moral weight to hypothetical discomfort

the thing about discomfort is that it's an extremely nebulous category that can be triggered by virtually anything and that's far too broad a category to have any inherent moral quality to it. like. my mom was mad uncomfortable when I stopped shaving. that didn't mean I was doing violence against my mom it just meant she needed to get over herself. many such cases it must be said.

watch out lads i’m about to try to drrrraaaaaaaaaw somethin

never mind

fever means so much to me…

In my experience, horror fans are by and large lovely people with a very healthy relationship to their genre of choice, but sometimes they fuck up and say something that in their ears sounds very affirmative of the movie of discussion and to everyone else sounds like the most sinister shit.

Find me. I'm like pages. You gotta find me. Woah mama