The sad tale of Harry Potter‘s pathetic adulthood of relentless, asexual underachievement. From the television series spun off from the movie based on the top-secret Eighth Harry Potter Book!!!! Oh, my life’s not worth a plugged nickel after releasing this to the public: that agent is going to kill me! Still, something about it is vaguely familiar.
stolen from Defamer
Sorry about the laugh track; it was the Seventies!
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Well, now it’s official. Welcome to the End Times.
With musical accompaniment.
Well, it would have musical accompaniment, if the Archangel Gabriel (or Gabe, as we like to call him) hadn’t, in a move startlingly reminiscent of (if not actually plagiarized from) Terry Pratchett‘s scene of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse getting one of their horses stolen and so becoming the Three Horsemen and one Pedestrian of the Apocalypse, actually misplaced his trumpet in Salt Lake City, triggering a terrorist alert.
The bloody Mormons, eh? And here everybody thought it was gonna be the godless atheists that brought this down.
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I must have missed that episode. Tell me, dear reader, would Carrie Bradshaw and Neo not have the dumbest, most perfectly styled baby of all time? Also, if that ain’t Laurence Fishburne, who the fuck is it? I recognize the White Rabbit.
Stolen from Cat’s blog.
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I’m SO enraged about this, you have no idea. And it happened in Seattle, of all places!
Fundies! Bah! It’s not enough that they try to prevent girls from getting an education, cover women’s faces, and consequently subject Chanel cosmetics to vast overpricing in the finer Gulf department stores.
No.
Now they’ve finally done it. Forcing this gorgeous creature to cover up! Congrats to Archie on finding photographic evidence of this outrageous suppression of natural beauty.
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