Good

Boy oh boy, do I feel enlightened AND refreshed, by that video summary.

I’d rather smoke with Cary Grant than with Dennis Hopper

Hey Farva!

But it’s Hannibal Lecter!

“You get what you fucking deserve”,
then turns to look at Andre, who freezes
like a deer caught in headlights, pauses
from squeezing a squirting tube of mayo
directly into his own gaping mouth.

No business like show business, baby,
like no other business I know. Baby.

A møøse once bit my sister.
No realli! She was Karving her initials on the møøse with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush given her by …

Everybody sing along now!

MAMA KO
MAMA SA
MAKO MAKO SA
MAMA KO
MAMA SA
MAKO MAKO SA
HEY… SOUL MAKOSSA!

(cue killer horn section)

Manu Dibango my man!

Gag me with a spoon!

That’s early-80s, Valley Girlspeak.

My mom? She’s like a total space cadet.
She makes me do the dishes aaand clean the catbox…?!!
Gross! Barf out! Like I’m sure…! …totally…!

In the 1981 film Excalibur, adapted from “Le Morte d’Arthur” by Sir Thomas Malory.

When after years and years lost to an evil spell, King Arthur is free and strong and purposeful once more, he pays Queen Guinevere a visit, at the convent where she had retreated from the world and had become a nun.

In her chamber, Guinevere reaches under her bed and produces what seems like a miracle: Excalibur itself, which Arthur had regarded as utterly lost. As Arthur takes and wields Excalibur in a mixture of disbelief and delight, Guinevere whispers happily, “I kept it”.

Then Arthur reels off these parting words, which I shall try to reconstruct from pure memory:

I have often dreamt, that in the hereafter of our lives,
when I am just a man, and owe no more to the future,
you will come to me, and claim me yours,
and know that I am your husband. It is a dream I have…

Then Arthur turns, wielding Excalibur, and leaves, en route to fulfill his destiny for one final time.

Your Majesty has arrived. Porters! Bellboys! Concierge! ATTEND!!!

What an electrifying post!

Sure, I’ll tell ya what the secret is… tomorrow.

For too many people, admitting being wrong and a hate-filled savage clothes-wearing monkey, so easy to manipulate and they fell right in like a mindless idiot… is a fate as bad as death.

…and yet they STILL keep casting this creep in the lead, despite several notorious box-office flops and a murky offscreen reputation.

Now this is a good one. I’m visualizing someone wearing a red cap with some ironic anti-maga thing on the front. From behind, they look just like another and any other maga-asshole. And they may even get sucker-punched for it.

Or the kind of people who find the bleakest things “hee-larious” in the comments.

A court system packed with right-leaning and downright right-wing judges, rammed in there by hook and by crook with “party over country” appointees.
Remember Merrick Garland? A name made meaningless by the non-voting masses in 2016 and unbelievably, again in 2024. Every time the republicans dared risk themselves by cheating while either packing or blocking the court system, the dire consequences they were dealt was… re-election. Nothing happened! They were REWARDED for their CHEATING!

What is WRONG with these non-voting people?!!
Unable to see cause and effect. No memory. Just fucking blank. And memes. Sleepy Joe and shit. bOtH pArTiEs ArE tHe SaMe LoL aMiRiTe

The kind of rapid-fire dank mash-ups kids nowadays speed-scroll through on sinister places like tiktok.

What was the name of that old subreddit?
Oddly Satisfying?

Strange how reddit is starting to get blurry in my memory, it’s been over two years since I walked away and haven’t looked back.
Remember when there was mod drama from users like jewdank and gallowboob? I haven’t conjured up those usernames in ages!

I’ll take the XL Pancit Canton, please.