“Did you fart, or was that me?”
“I’m… not sure.”
“Did you fart, or was that me?”
“I’m… not sure.”
Free speech abolitionist, more like.
It’s Oy for me. That little fucker knew how he was gonna go, knew how bad it was gonna be, and went ahead anyway…
I’m not crying, you’re crying. 😭
I don’t disagree with what you’re saying, but due to GoT, Peter is/was massively popular, and Disney is always trying to please the lowest common denominator, so, i don’t feel he’s blameless here.
Perhaps he’s not completely at fault, but his comments clearly didn’t help LP actors. Just my $.02.
As i remember it, Disney announced the movie, Dinklage ranted about “backwards fucking stereotypes,” Disney backpedaled to Snow White and the Seven Magical Creatures which was massively ridiculed, and so they settled on CGI dwarves. That’s seven roles for LP that just evaporated to soothe one guy.
The link wasn’t the best and I’ll need to wait until after coffee next time.
Peter Dinklage can get seriously fucked for being directly responsible for this nightmare. Way to pull the ladder (and the stack of books you used to reach the ladder) up behind you, Pete.
“If you can dodge an ICBM, you can dodge a ball.”
Using words, i assume.
This is similar to my Tabaxi Monk/wizard, Llort’a Tsuj. He’s just a fucking troll, and that’s why his name is Just A Troll spelled backwards. Nobodies noticed yet.
Don’t know what i wanna do with Dennis Withawhye yet…
We’re talking about a being that causes untold suffering for profit. Aka, a bloodsucker.
You don’t speak for everyone. Kiddo.
You don’t get out very often.
I’m liking the change I’m seeing: fewer CEOs.
Can’t murder a cockroach. Or a mosquito. Or a leach, or a bedbug, or a flea. You exterminate those.
Look around. Read the room. You don’t speak for “everyone,” kiddo.
It’s anecdotal, but i remember those stories floating around the first couple days after, as well.
The same day Thompson was killed Blue Shield backed off their announcement to stop paying for anesthesia during surgery. A healthcare improvement directly tied to that killing.
Well I’ll be hornswoggled in duck sauce! Asked and delivered!
My interpretation was Pennywise eggs integers excitement of atoms. That was a Frank Zappa song, wasn’t it?