“We just wanted to show two disabled women onscreen and present it as the norm, with no fanfare. We’re also kind of big jerks in the series, which is unusual! We thought it’d be fun to play characters that aren’t necessarily likable or easily digestible, which is very different from most portrayals of disability that you see. Disabled people are supposed to be sweet, plucky, and nonthreatening, and we’re none of those things.”
Oh my God, it makes me IRRATIONALLY HAPPY that the defense decided their best strategy was for Robin Thicke to just go with “I hardly even wrote the song! I’ve never seen T.I. a day in my life! How did this keyboard get in my hands?”
*puts on a false mustache* “I just-a work here, molto bene. My name? Not Robin Thicke. No sir, call me…Zamboni…Godfather.”
IDK, if the mental image of Robin Thicke very poorly disguising himself as an Italian-American night watchman in order to escape embarrassment doesn’t please you in the very center of your immortal soul, I’ve got nothing else for you.
HI DEAR PRUDENCE ANSWERED A LETTER FROM A GRANDPARENT WHO WANTS TO SECRETLY VACCINATE THEIR GRANDSON AGAINST HIS PARENTS’ WISHES SO IF YOU ARE ANYTHING LIKE ME YOU WILL WANT TO GO READ EVERY SINGLE COMMENT BECAUSE THERE ARE SO MANY OPINIONS
Probably none of you care to read about the eighteenth anniversary of the premiere of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Would you? No, it’s been such a long time. Surely we’re all tired of talking about it by no–OKAY HERE YOU GO I WAS JUST TEASING
that is SO MUCH MONEY to spend on putatively haunted dolls????
https://twitter.com/nkulw/status/575506193071927297
Some day it will happen to us!
I don’t think there’s any other news I care to talk about today. I am SEVERAL BRIEF DAYS AWAY from closing on a house, and there is so much to do! PLEASE JUST PUT ME IN MY HOUSE NOW.
