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This makes me laugh so fucking hard every time I see it

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Drove my first riding lawn mower today! Iād love to say I also mowed my lawn but as it turns out, if you donāt lower the blade, youāre just driving circles around your house for two and a half hours for no reason! What a day!
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Eizouken ni wa Te wo Dasu na! (Keep Your Hands Off Eizouken!) OP | āEasy Breezyā by chelmico
When a coworker asks you to cover their shift
And I get a little bit Genghis Kahnghis I donāt want you to get it onghis Nobody else but me (ooooh) With nobody else but MeeeeMe
I get a little bit Danghis Dahn Donāt want you to Genghis on with Nobody else but Mingus Nobody else but Mingus Kingus

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The Story of How I Got Drunk and Saw CATS
Or, āWhy I Can Never Look at Idris Elba Again.ā
I do not remember what I drank. I only remember it involving peach Schnapps somehow. Maybe a bit of Gray Goose. Regardless, I had downed the whole concoction by the time the previews ended, leaving me with a pleasant buzz that would make the next two hours much more tolerable and much worse at the same time.
I see Munkustrap crawling down the side of a wall. Justā¦straight down the wall. Like Spider-Man, or Dracula. Because thatās what cats always be doing. My brain breaks for the first time.
I am immediately terrified of Munkustrap and his serial killer face. I am more terrified of Victoria immediately wanting to fuck him.
āOh no,ā I say. I lose count of how many times I say āOh noā while watching this movie. The āoh noā counter probably clocks in just above the āWhat the fuckā counter and the āplease stopā counter.
The removal of the cat genitalia is only a small comfort, since I can see every other inch of James Corden and Rebel Wilson outlined in loving detail. I feel unclean.
I am forced to stare at the spot where Rebel Wilsonās furry CGI vagina would be if she had one. She has been onscreen for about ten seconds.
Those poor mice children. Those poor, poor mice children.
The dancing cockroach people make their long-awaited appearance, like a Busby Berkeley + Salvador Dali extravaganza. Now we know what Disneyās live-action remake of A Bugās Life will look like.
Rebel Wilson zips off her skin to reveal that sheās wearing an additional layer of skin, only this one has a jazzy waistcoat. Because that was apparently easier than having her put on a jazzy waistcoat. My brain breaks for the second time.
I didnāt think it was possible to hate Jason DeRulo more than I already did before this movie. I am very wrong.
Speaking of things that are very wrong, at one point it looks like Jason DeRulo is about to deep-throat Francesa Haywardās entire foot.
I want to know whose idea it was to have all these cats writhing around in showers of milk. I want that person to suffer the way I am currently suffering.
Idris Elba reappears and seemingly sends James Corden to Hell, which lifts my spirits for a few brief seconds.
The most dangerous thing you can do in this movie is ask any of these cats who they are, because you will get an extended musical number instead of a straight answer, and you will listen to it.
I find myself entranced by the prominent trail of snot leaking from Jennifer Hudsonās nose. Itās justā¦always there.
If cats are Cronenbergian monstrosities in this universe, what the fuck does that dog look like. And why do I get the impression that itās so much larger than the cats. What are the proportions of these fucking cats Tom. Tom did you think any of this through.
I can only assume that Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazerās owners have been killed in the Blitz or something, since thatās the only explanation for these fiends not being skinned alive after destroying a whole house.
I assume this is taking place during the Blitz because of the vaguely 1930s/1940s aesthetics and the damage we see on some of the buildings. I find myself wishing the Nazis would show up to finish the job, if only to blow all these cats to smithereens.
By now, I have decided that Mr. Mistoffelees is the least terrifying character in this movie. Note my use of the phrase āleast terrifyingā as opposed to ānot terrifying.ā
People hands and people feet
For a moment it looks like the cats have a giant pentagram in the middle of the floor when they start the Jellicle Ball. They donāt, but that would be the most normal thing going on here.
The tails. The horrible gyrating tails.
Ian McKellan did not have to go this hard for us, and I wish he hadnāt.
Judi Dench is making bedroom eyes at Ian McKellan throughout his whole song. Old Deuteronomy and Gus have 110% fucked.
At the end of the song, Judi Dench sticks her leg out and we get to see the spot where her furry CGI vagina would be. My brain breaks for the third time.
I am impressed by the tapdancing in the Skimbleshanks number, then immediately feel wrong for liking anything about this.
I find myself wanting a train to show up and crush all these cats into a meat paste. Itās the only way out.
Taylor Swift comes down from the moon to give everyone drugs and start a catnip orgy. Somehow this is still not as repulsive as the existence of āLook What You Made Me Do.ā
My heart is burdened with the knowledge that someone, somewhere, is jerking off to T-Swift cat right now.
Idris Elba takes off his coat and hat, officially making this the scariest movie of the year.
I physically cannot look at Idris Elba. I shield my eyes, but itās too late. The image of nude, furry Idris Elba is already burned into my retinas for all time. My brain breaks for the fourth time. I curl up in my seat, screaming in existential despair.
At least itās not Rise of Skywalker.
I choose to believe that Judi Dench got away from Macavity herself, made it back to the ball just as Mistoffelees was trying to summon her and pitied him enough to just let him take credit for the whole thing.
Rebel Wilson zips off her skin again. This is now an established, plot-relevant power that her character possesses. My brain breaks for the fifth time.
I can barely hear Jennifer Hudson singing āMemory.ā I am too focused on both her snot and how her face is not quite attached to her head. My mother is crying. I am ashamed of her.
Munkustrap is only slightly less terrifying when seen in daylight.
Judi Dench tries to make eye contact with me, but I do not let her.
Will Grizabella die before or after the balloon loses air and starts plummeting to Earth? Does it matter?
Someone is credited as āCat Behavioral Specialist.ā My brain breaks for the sixth and final time.
I am driven home, babbling frantically the whole time. Somehow it feels like the alcohol is just now kicking in.
I flinch when I come home and see my own cat. I then start yelling to him that he should sue for character defamation.
I collapse onto my bed and start to laugh. No, not laugh. Cackle.
I cackle like the Joker until my ribs hurt and I have tears in my eyes. Itās the only defense mechanism I have left.
It didnāt have to be this way. IT DIDNāT HAVE TO BE THIS WAY.
-50/10, worst film of the year and possibly the decade, my soul is forever stained by its evil, I canāt wait to see it five more times.
This is the fucking funniest review Iāve ever seen
Is it all right to hit a Nazi unprovoked?
anakinās force ghost watching the events of the sequel trilogy playing out and doing nothing like
Told @shinraco that she should code her discord bot to respond to all mentions of Fullmetal Alchemist by repeating āFullmetal Alchemistā like the commercial breaks and she ended up having to shoot the bot dead just to stop what weād created
the full sagaā¦.
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Ok this makes a lot more sense with this context