#source: weird al

[bangs-coffee-fandoms-unite]

Squid Game Incorrect Quotes 〇△□

In-ho (“Young-il”): [leans in with a smirk, voice low and smooth] One last question I just have to ask: Would you mind if I ripped off all of your clothes with my teeth?

Gi-hun: [without hesitation, eyes shining with enthusiasm] God, I’d be honored.

In-ho: [blinks, brain short-circuiting] … [mouth slightly open, trying to process the fact that this actually worked]

[release-the-mccracken]

Pete: Relax, guy. I like gay men. Patrick: That's great, but I'm not gay. Pete: I don't believe that.

[jvgsjeff]

Mmm, mmm good.

[stereotypicaljewishmother]

I’m sorry not is this incredibly antisemitic, defeats their whole purpose by calling Palestinians arabs, but I can’t take anything seriously that claims all the way back in the 1940’s the IDF trained rhinos.

Which is as absurd as it is hilarious. Mostly because of two things.

One, that the IDF didn’t exist until 48, and you know it would have taken years to train rhinos, so why didn’t they mention any of the other groups existing in the land pre statehood?

Two, the only evidence I could find of rhinos being in Israel is a couple in a Safari park, and evidence of rhinos once living there.

I guess we just brought rhinos with us from our native habitat of the concentration camps in Poland. (For legal reasons this is a joke.) 

[violent138]

Thinking of Bruce, who spent his youth playing guitar loudly, super excited to share that with his super cool crime fighting tragic backstory included child.

Only for Dick to say, "Yeah guitar's cool, you know what's even better?" *pulls out an accordion*

Bruce, over the accordion: "Alfred you still have the receipt for this one right?"

[amethystsoda]

🔨🪚🔥🚽🛞

[rodneyfuncomiccollectiontwo]

Many years ago I found out something about hamburgers that really grossed me out. You may not know this, so I hope I don't make you sick, but it turns out hamburgers are actually made out of dead cows. I am not making this up. Needless to say, as soon as I discovered that, I gave up meat entirely.

Colonel Noodle

[dapurinthos]

like i said, sifo couldn't even enjoy jocasta's favourite film series (yes, gojira/godzilla zillo beast films are jocasta nu's favourite. she likes contributing essays to holofilm journals in her spare time about how the original zillo beast holofilm represented the dugs' own fears of the planet's resources rising up against them for exploitation (a school of thought birthed by the gran colonization of malastare for the planet's resources) while the later holos have shifted in attitude to seeing the zillo beast as a protector (for some dugs) of malastare, since the republic's gran protectorate act in the post-dug/gran war period banished the dugs to the western continent in favour of the grans. she likes the metaphors).

“Why is it so bad right now?” For years, his visions have been about a faceless army, yes, but a human faceless army. White armour, always white armour. It’s shifted over time, small changes in the form but not the function, I know, having seen the scribblings Sifo-Dyas started making when he became aware that there were differences and not just the Force pressing the same vision on him. He’s never been able to make out the faces of the army. Always in shadow, maybe a glimpse of a hair colour or the profile of a face, but never a face that a name could be put to. As the reminder goes: the future is always in motion. Sifo-Dyas shifts from kneeling to sit cross-legged, freeing my wrists. I drop back down, mirroring his position. He’s staying very shut up tight in the Force, a lid stuck onto a pot so it can boil faster. A top stuck on a box so that whatever’s inside stays inside. A permacrete coffin around the site of a nuclear meltdown. A Jedi Temple built atop the remains of a Sith one to try and cap its influence. “A long, long time ago,” he begins. I huff a laugh. “In a galaxy far away?” There’s a tune in my voice. Naboo was under an attack, says the memory of a voice, tone and timbre and anything individualising it leeched out by time and distance. The tune remains, the lyrics remain because music is an easy way to remember. The Ballad of Nomi Sunrider is one of two bodies of work that remembers details about the Great Hyperspace War and it’s definitely more remembered than the Qel-Droma Cycle. “Okay, two decades ago, on Celanon—” “That’s not even a single ‘long’. That’s maybe a sliver of the leth.”

[manicplank]

Noise: One last question, I- [nervous laugh] I just have to ask, um... Would you mind if um- [nervous laugh] Well... Would you mind if I ripped off all your clothes with my teeth?

Noisette: God, I'd be honored.

Noise:

Noise: We'll be right back-

[jestersroute66]

Its me, I’m Cathy, I’ve come home, I’m.. so cooold

[daughterofhecata]

Btw, found some evidence for the "Bob had a growth spurt and is now taller than Justus" truthers, I guess.

[toomanyincorrectquotes]

Percy: my mom always tucks me in in case i have night terrors

Annabeth: you have night terrors?

Percy: no. you know, just in case

[kuiinncedes]

:P

[rodneyfuncomiccollectiontwo]

Katy: Ugh, I can’t believe I ever said that. I’m so sorry. Lammy, earnestly: Hey, you’re an artist, being an abusive jerk is all part of the process. Ma-san, also earnest: <Yeah, name me one creative genius that doesn’t have a checkered past involving drugs, alcohol and a murderous rampage in the heart of the jungle.> Katy: I guess you’re right. I love you guys!

[youhavereachedtheendofpie]

actually what are y'alls favourite non-english-language films?