J. M. Coetzee: A boy who may or may not be Jesus battles racist zombies. Jean-Paul Sartre: Lucifer tricks a man into ordering a bad batch of escargots.
Collabs; more inexpressible than all is the subtle brand selfie, mysterious partnerships, the life of which, while ours passes away, endures.
Let me know if "Indulgence preachers hate him!" works for you as a tagline.
3. Time heals all wounds. a. True b. False c. Depends on the wound. d. Depends on the day.
The journey begins in 465 of the First Age, before the birth of Tuor, son of Huor, with three methods, given to the lords of the brush.
Andrew Cuomo: Intimidate, Inoculate, Incriminate Ted Bundy: Marry, Fuck, Kill Hamlet: Be, Not Be, Wonder Lil Nas X: Yee, Haw, Satan-Worship
O’ empty day in the bore of my classroom. Today Miss Woolley asked me to remove my hat, and I reminded her that I will wear it as I please.
The song’s not even that long. Like 25 lines tops. This shouldn’t be that hard. Why is it so hard?
Attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom in the sink basin.
Barntalk.net’s Final Blog Post: What to Do When You Find Matt Damon Preparing to Reprise His Role as “Spirit” in Your Barn
If you’ve stuck around for the past few years, we want to thank you from the bottom of our hearts, and also ask you how and why you did such a thing.
- An oppressively prudish focus on discretion. - Heaving, aching bosoms.
You know what I think? They didn't get it... Yes, they just didn't get it. They let a masterpiece slip away, right under their nose.