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.
My boss, who is a grown woman with children my age, just whispered, “Oh, this is going to be so fucking efficient,” before spraying Febreze directly into the ceiling fan and proceeding to cough her guts out when it blew back in her face.
maybe once every 3 weeks i think about how Chelsea manning snuck incriminating files past military security by putting them on a blank cd with ‘lady gaga’ written on it
what
“On January 5, 2010, Manning downloaded the 400,000 documents that became known as the Iraq War logs. On January 8, she downloaded 91,000 documents from the Afghanistan database, known later as part of the Afghan War logs. She saved the material on CD-RW and smuggled it through security by labeling the CD-RW media “Lady Gaga”. She then copied it onto her personal computer.“ from her wiki lmaoo she’s an icon
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