The funniest thing about Viggo Mortensen’s Satan in THE PROPHECY (1995) is that the movie spends all this time building up angels, prophecies, and cosmic battles, then the Devil finally arrives and instantly becomes the most interesting person in the room.
Dear executives. When your writers say they want to put men in skirts/dresses into science fiction properties… that’s when it’s time to IMMEDIATELY replace the writers.
To be clear:
Should stabby bastard illegals succeed in beheading me / gouging out my eyes with a potato peeler (attempts have been made)
I do not call for calm
I do not call for unity
and I don’t give a shit about some illegals who might be fucking architects
Thanks team 🔥
When I was in High School my parents bought a window A/C unit for our living/TV room.
I remember my dad saying we had to use it sparingly because it cost $.25 cents an hour for electricity to run it. 😂
Their lives were worth more than a few cars. Or a few wheelie bins. Or a few buses.
When you start to think the protests in Ireland are going too far, remember the fact that these 3 girls were stabbed over 200 times between them.
200 times.