Il Finocchio Parla

Twenty steps forward, fifteen steps backward. Hey, waitaminute! Am I facing the right direction?

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    I just can’t. Gaaahahahah! OMG. 

    (STOLEN from http://throwinshade.tumblr.com/

    A friend of mine reminded me of the closing scene of this movie earlier and I couldn’t believe I had all but forgotten about this movie. Coming to Texas in the late 70s and just discovering my own place in the world in the early 80s and into the 90s (and, well that never ends really), I remember staying up late at night on the weekends watching a program called Night Flight out of Chicago, just a few years ahead of cable tv and long before satellite. This movie had an indelible influence on the direction I headed after listening to the endless repetition on the radio and 80s rock just wasn’t for me. 

    The whole movie here! Enormous thanks to 67Furi for posting it.

    Except when they make an attempt on your life… or beat you up repeatedly and then beg your forgiveness… or rape you in the middle of a sexual encounter that started off consensually and ends up not so much… or attempt suicide and then threaten you and choke you and tell you it’s your fault… or put you in the hospital… or try to hurt your dog in retaliation for defending yourself…

    Yep, they’re real fuckin’ funny alright.

    I get where Helena was coming from when she made the statement, but sometimes we all say things that are simply stupid and inappropriate. Try harder. Do better.

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    Mitt Romney: Asshats for a Better America…For ME ME ME, NOT you, you moron.

    Broken Promises: Romney’s Massachusetts Record (by BarackObamadotcom)

    BOOM! *lights out* Welcome to Go The Fuck To Sleep Thursday morning.

    Just as the storm was getting ready to pass us for the night…time for some really unromantic, pissing me off silence. I guess it beats gunshots in the neighborhood.

    One of my favorite places on earth

    (via androphilia)

    Just add Angela Lansbury…

    televandalist:

    Hey ladies…

    Or maybe it was Betty? Oh hell, who knows. I need to get a damned life again.

    NO. MA’AM.

    Shirley Q. Liquor just called my number and I had a meetin’ in the ladies room and missed the damn call. And I didn’t even get a voice mail! Now ain’t that a bitch?!

    My friends are all either crazy, cray cray, or nuttier than a squirrel turd, so I don’t know who put her up to that but I’m almost glad I couldn’t answer because I woulda needed a cleanup in aisle 3.

    DAMN I love it when I discover the little surprise dinners I leave for myself in the freezer. I always find them when I’m cleaning everything out before I go grocery shopping and I’m friggin’ starving-lunatic-will-eat-your-fingers hungry. Tonight’s surprise? Fried eggplant rolled around spicy pork sausage in sautéed spinach, tomatoes, onions and garlic, mixed in pecorino romano…and of course, covered in a tomato sauce and melted mozzarella. No wonder I need new clothes.

    catsbeaversandducks:

    Fresh nomz!

    Photo via GATO

    Adorable

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    omfug. Hahahah!

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    just some rambling

    onlytowardschaos:

    Trigger warning for discussion of violent anti-queer sentiment and disturbing history behind the cut.

    So there was that news thing about that terrible North Carolina pastor just recently.

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    *APPLAUSE* BRAVA!

    The Residents - Gingerbread Man (by orchardmusic)

    LOVE LOVE LOVE

    Was just listening to Cube-E and thought about posting “Shortnin’ Bread” but THIS, if you can hit the mute button fast enough because Vevo has hijacked every goddamned video worth watching and interrupted the fucking Internet’s ability to transfer information rapidly and freely by shoving a load of SHIT PRODUCT PLACEMENT AND “ARTISTS” THAT I WOULDN’T LISTEN TO IF MY FUCKING LIFE DEPENDED ON IT in your face.

    Anyway. Some moments could be considered NSFW…including my rant. Whatever.

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