Without The Comparison

my blorbo <3

dawg the dudes from the road to El Dorado gay af

we need to de-glamourize hollywood. impossible to hold an industry accountable when they are successfully selling the world a myth that it's a privilege to work for them (often for free, in insane conditions, while being forced to live in one of the most expensive places on earth). the glitz, the costumes, the fantasy, the parties, the paparazzi, all of it draws the public eye away from some very ugly realities.

so what do we replace it with, culturally? well to start with, cosplayer conventions--

part of my 48 part series "Fixin it With Soos: World Wide Win-ternet Edition"

she fight on my dick till I club (I gave up like halfway through this lmao)

Its glossed over in the show but Ford was able to hunt down Stan's impermanent motel address to send him that postcard. I can only imagine Fords been keeping tabs on him, but how long for? To what extent? Did he know the kind of trouble Stan was in? He seems caught off guard when Stan talks about his life right before the portal accident.

We see Stan call Ford and hang up without saying anything. Did Ford ever do something similar to Stan?

The things left in between the canon of this show man

Hi my name is Narrator Soaps'hip Psychoboy Ikea Way and I narrate the story (that's how I got my name) I have brown hair and insomnia and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Tyler Durden (if u don't know who he is get da hell out of here!).

pumpkin head and sugar skull jane she's so cute :]

This is marla singer,,,,reblog if agree,,

narrator, single slice of toast in mouth: “KYAAAH!! I overslept on the day of the shareholder meeting!! I’m going to be late to work!!”

running across the street, narrator is hit by a 1998 chevrolet camaro.

handsome blond stranger: “oh, gomen nasai! my, you really are a kawaii guy. do you need a ride to work?”

narrator: *wow… such a cool senpai is offering me a ride.. my heart is going doki doki!* “a-arigatou gozaimasu, senpai. I’m sorry, I don’t even know your name!”

tyler: “heh… call me Tyler-san, doll. what’s your name?”

narrator: *this handsome guy is asking me for my name!!* “oh.. my name is ███████… but you can call me narrator-chan.”

tyler: “well, get in, narrator-chan. it really is such a kawaii name for a guy like you. now, hold on!”

they ride at a consistent 85 mph for a thrilling 15 minutes until they unfortunately hit and are killed by an industrial-sized truck