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![]() 04/17/2020 at 02:40 |
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I think this is more accurate:
Bonus - it makes about an equal amount of sense to the world right now. I tried to explain Rocky Horror Picture Show to a coworker recently. Her reaction was classic.
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No. I don’t have time for this sort of Broadway shit. Fucking pay me or I’m going to take it from you. That’s some limped dick/clit shit. I’ve never been granted the privilege of rose tinted glasses. There are a lot of people with soft hands that are about to realize what it feels like to have calloused hands around their throats.
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The Rocky Horror Picture Show was a weekly ritual when I was at college. The local art house cinema ran a session at midnight on fridays, and we’d all get drunk then dress up as our favorite characters and go along and shout the lyrics and throw things at the screen. I shudder to think what Saturday morning cleanup was like, but it was always a full house so it must have been worth it to them.
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So many IOUs...