so many wonderful subtleties that you notice the second (or third) time
spiting the critics and voting with your wallet for more of that good content
going back to confirm WITH YOUR OWN TWO EYES that this movie is real. that it actually happened. That Tom Hardy actually starred in a film about a guy who falls in love with a man eating alien goo monster and enthusiastically makes out with it on screen.
This is honest to god one of the funniest things I think I have ever seen. The idea of giving a baby a theme party based on a local personal injury attorney is something i am so jealous of I dont know how to properly put it into words.
Also the fact that the lawyer didn’t come to the party somehow makes it even funnier.
this is the kind of content i came here for
he didnt come to the party because he sees the baby as a future opponent
you know that shit that happens where you eat a bag of assorted candy but theres one flavor in there you dont like and eventually, like, you get down to the point where its like a huge bag of just that flavor and you try your best to eat it anyway bc it feels weird to throw out?? sundays feel like a solid 24 hours of that feeling. idk why. this isnt like, an analogy. dont try and break down like how theres an equivalency bc theres not, im not drawing one, im saying there are a finite amount of vibes in the world, and sometimes the universe has to repurpose them, and “being alive on a sunday” and “possessing a whole bag of just the worst kind of candy” is a case of that
EmotionalGay94 