Love Actually is a film I have never seen in its entirety yet have seen literally countless times in parts cause my mom is obsessed with it. I cannot tell most of the actors apart so that plus the ten plots makes it one of the most enigmatic films in my memory and impossible for me to comprehend
Love actually is Homestuck for moms who love Christmas
Paintings by Johfra Bosschart.
~ "The Encounter"
~ "Eenhoorn en Viper ~ Unicorn & Viper/Adder", 1980
Dutch artist, 1919-1998
"i wonna sey, Paul McCartney called us ShitKnot"
"i donno, cause i dont really fuckingcare"
Sekino Jun’ichiro, 1914-1988
Lovesick Cat, n/d, color woodblock print; edition 90/100, 50.2×31.8 cm
The Art Institute of Chicago, Inv.
1973.614
So for about 7 years now, the running gag has been that my wife is the piggy princess. WE DO NOT have time to cover the stupid jokes and cute conversations that led us here, but the jokes write themselves, honestly.
My VERY favorite thing I do for her is that I make Miss Piggy Themed parody shirts of cliché goth band shirts. I am very, very proud of these, btw.
I SAID IM PROUD OF THESE, GODDAMN IT
I WANT THE SIOUXIE ONE SO BAD THO
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Now that we’re halfway through May, I feel like it’s the right time to ask: WHAT Pride parade are all of you whiners going to that everyone has their dick out and is doing pet play on the main road and impressionable children are being harmed and the fabric of society is being rent?
I need NAMES and ADDRESSES and TIMES of these parades so that I can get railed by two guys wearing harnesses in front of a Pinkberry and an unattended middle schooler. I’m an American, aren’t I?
Another May, another rash of dorks insisting they saw backsack and foreskin and hardcore kink being performed at Pride in broad daylight while children looked on in previous years with NO citations whatsoever.
Give me a CITY. Give me COORDINATES. I WANT TO BUY PLANE TICKETS. I STILL HAVE TIME. I HAVE IDEAS.
