Me: I relate to the cottage guy. He just wants everyone to get along and have a chill weekend without breaking shit.
*Cottage guy throws a cat at the monster*
Me: Shoot your eye lasers straight into that man's crotch, Mr. frog!
Me: I relate to the cottage guy. He just wants everyone to get along and have a chill weekend without breaking shit.
*Cottage guy throws a cat at the monster*
Me: Shoot your eye lasers straight into that man's crotch, Mr. frog!
Buckets of blood and ginormous neon signs. No coherent plot required.
Camera guy: Think imma just chill tonight. Pop open a nice dry cab sav, throw some Miles on, and take care of my plants.
Sound guy, drunk: LET'S FUCKING RAAAAAAAAGE!
Hooptober XI - 21/34
Had to google when the heimlich maneuver became common knowledge before I could allow myself to enjoy this classy Brit/Canuck joint about how one processes grief.
The child was literally being hung upside down at one point!! Mercy!