Dolly Parton was the patron saint of good gays, who fall in love, adopt kids, and see beauty in everything.
Tim Curry was the patron saint of evil bisexuals like me, who love oil and grime, scary clowns, and communism.
Big smiles from Christina and Victor on the deck of the USS John P. Murtha, as they waited to be escorted for their routine post-mission medical checks.
I interviewed Catherine O'Hara last year for "The Studio" and asked her about how Hollywood has changed in the last 50 years.
One of my favorite bits that was cut from the story —
lol the actual line he says is “telling the truth can be a bitter herb” but I love this so much I almost don’t want to tell Netflix (thanks @DrewMcWeeny for catching it)
uh oh sincere thought coming in: andy calling an injured jorma "jorgy" on the latest lonely island pod actually made me feel mushy
just childhood friends who deeply love each other and show it clearly all the time wowowow