I just want to know how the writers of snl knew about my very specific sexual fantasy
my soul: saved
One of my favourites
the shot of a pizza roll dragging across bare skin fucking kills me
EDIT: Okay, as it turns out I actually have Feels about this.
“What’s your name?” “I’ve never had one.”
Not only is this objectively the funniest line in the entire thing, but it also speaks to something deeper. Like, every bit guy who was in one scene gets a name. But not her, the ostensible star of the commercial. She exists only to feed her Hungry Guys. Her name is “Babe, we need more Totinos!”
That actually says… kinda a lot about heteronormativity and marketing.
Lately I’ve been getting most of my pep talks from Mister Rogers.
Great. Now I’m disappointing Mr. Rogers.
Mr. Rogers is not disappointed in you. He’s proud of you for listening and thinking about what he said, and he hopes it plants a seed where sometimes maybe you notice yourself making an unhealthy choice and recognize it, because that’s the first step towards growth towards your best and healthiest self, which is a journey and a process, not an ideal state of which you are falling short.
Missionary or not, if you go somewhere where it is widely known they don’t want visitors and it is literally illegal to contact them or go on their land, and you get clapped, that is your own fault.
Stop trying to colonize everyone and mind your business.
The dudes from mythbusters are the ultimate unstoppable force vs immovable object,, every time they interact its just
immovable object is an amazing description for a person who once said “I don’t think our death ray is working. I’m standing right in it, and I’m not dead yet.”
Also in this scene they made poc dress as the natives too the white kids were the pilgrims, excluding Wednesday, and the nerdy boys. Wednesday acknowledged her privilege and shut that shit down.
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