#the chairman of the boards

[the-birth-of-art]

Happy 60th, Leo!

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[pucksandpower]

Back on my Scuderia Ferrari Team Principal Sebastian Vettel agenda.

[kenzie-ann27]

thinking about how chairman of the board is technically the highest ranking job in a company and kendall was going to give that job to stewy. btw

[notforemmetophobes]

Chairman of the Board (1998) - M. Emmet Walsh 

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[crossdresserica]

@lizzy52955 This kid nails the sound!

[lightscamerabitchsmileee]

Vote for your fave, reblog & share your thoughts and other faves even if it's not on this list in the tags I would love to hear it 😊😊

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[pumpkinmetaphor]

different anon but you are RIGHT! the faux-incest yaoi performance is funnier if it’s 100% fake. bc it’s like. why are you doing this. how are your brains wired that made this happen. who thought this was a good idea

tamaki: I think you guys should make "brotherly love" your selling point.

hikaru: what, like incest?

kaoru: seriously? what's wrong with you?

tamaki: what? no wait-

hikaru: who knows what this sicko has been fantasising about.

kaoru: are you not ashamed of yourself for being such a debased pervert?

kyoya, raising his voice to be heard over tamaki crying: you don't have to do it if it's too difficult for you.

hikaru, kaoru, in unison: we didn't say we wouldn't do it.

hikaru: I have to pitch though.

kaoru, whining: what? no fair, I'd be better at it than you

hikaru: we already talked about this. I'm older, so I top. that's the deal. besides, you're not tall enough. also you're whiny.

kaoru, un-whining: as discussed, using height and age as a barometer for that sort of stuff is stupid and reductive. and I'm not whiny.

tamaki, mid sob: what do you mean as discussed???

hikaru: we've discussed it.

kaoru: i think that was pretty clear.

[captainjonnitkessler]

Today I spent 8 hours working in a heat index of 103 degrees in a building with no AC, got tricked into going in front of my union's executive board and declaring myself de facto chairman of our women's committee while giving a speech about what we're doing and how it benefits the union with approximately four minutes of notice, and then got home to find my house, cat, and bedsheets completely covered in blood.

She's acting fine so I think she probably just eviscerated a mouse but like. What a fucking day man

[my-random-interests]

They were so unserious 💀

[josephslittledeputy]

WIP Saturday (Since I always miss WIP Wednesdays)

"Piper, what the hell are we even still doing here?" "We're having dinner, it's courteous." "I'll tell you what's courteous, my foot up Bennett’s ass. Though I'm afraid it might get stuck, what with that stick up there too." "Hanna." Piper says her sisters name in a scolding tone, as if she was the older sibling, not her. "What? I'm sick of his snide remarks, the underlying accusations, and I sure as hell don't like the way he looks at you." She walks over to the sink to stand beside Piper, crossing her arms and leaning against the counter with her back to the mirror. "I mean for fucks sake, he's Dad's age." "I know, I know. I don't like it either, but I can feel an opportunity coming along, I just know it." She reapplies a nude lipstick and blots any excess with a paper towel. "I'll get a better job and be out of that shitty place. Besides, this dinner wasn't just about my birthday or having Bennett pay for it all—which he is, by the way. Creep insisted." She rolls her eyes. "Okay, then what's it about? Cause it just seems like Dakota and I are two animals in a zoo and everyone else are spectators."

"Bennett brought along Grayson, who pretty much controls the board. If I can get on his good side, then I can move up or move out. He knows people, Hanna." She turns to face Hanna, jutting her hip out to lean against the sink. "Great, so he's a socialite, whoopty fuckin' doo!” She throws her hands up, enunciating the sarcasm in her voice. "Why are you like this?" "Like what?" "You know, this." She vaguely gestures at Hanna. "Oh yeah, very helpful, Pipes, thanks." "Ugh, I mean you being so 'against the system man'." She air quotes with her fingers, even going the extra mile to imitate a stereotypical 70s hippie voice. "Because I am against it. The world you're living in Piper? It doesn't care for you." Hanna stands up straight, feeling her anger rise. "It'll chew you up and spit you out and when it's done, what will you have left?" The bathroom has music playing a low volume, but the silence aside from that is stifling. "Nothing." "So what, I should be more like you then? Getting in trouble all the time? Showing up with cuts and bruises and no explanation for them?" Piper steps closer, nostrils flaring. "Everyone out there might have bought what you told them—sales, bounty hunting, whatever—but I know what you really do." "And what's that?" "The same thing mom and dad kicked you out for." The air goes cold, like the AC had just kicked on in the place. "Yeah. You're right." "I—Wait what?" "You're right. I never left. I can't leave, even if I wanted to. But what I do puts food on the table and keeps a roof over my head. I can't go out and do the things you do, Piper. Bennett’s right, we are different." Piper is silent, stunned. She takes a few steps back, observing her sisters expression before she deflates like a balloon. "I'm… sorry. I don't know what I was saying, I just… I want you to be proud of me." "I am proud of you, dummy." Hanna rolls her eyes. "You're gonna go far in life, much farther than I—or even mom and dad—will ever go. I just hate seeing you bust your ass for an ungrateful rich prick like Bennett Clark." "I know, trust me, I do too. But like I said, it won't be for much longer." "Yeah, well, it better not be. Don't know how much longer I can hold off from beating his ass." "Hannaaa." Piper groans, but she's smiling. "What! I think he deserves a little sense beat into him." They share a laugh and just like that, the tension in the air is cleared again, as if it hadn't even been there in the first place. "I mean, you're not wrong." "I never am." Piper rolls her eyes at her sisters cocky statement. "How about this, we stay for another 15 minutes and then we get out of here. Sound good?" "Mm." She purses her lips, moving them from side to side as she contemplates. "Fine. But if he makes one more comment, I'll douse that fucker in wine and light him up like a Sunday barbecue." "Deal."

It's been a while since I've done a WIP Any Day & after taking a little break, I've been working on some stuff for Hanna that I feel pretty good about. Subject to edits and changes, of course.

Tagging @inafieldofdaisies @direwombat @socially-awkward-skeleton @carlosoliveiraa @tommyarashikage

@clicheantagonist @adelaidedrubman (no pressure, of course!)

[giffypudding]

Speaking truth to power

[wojakgallery]

Title/Name: Francis Albert Sinatra, popularly known as ‘Frank Sinatra’ or simply ‘Sinatra’, (1915–1998). Bio: American singer and actor. Nicknamed the "Chairman of the Board" and later called "Ol' Blue Eyes", he is regarded as one of the most popular entertainers of the mid-20th century. Sinatra is among the world's best-selling music artists. Country: USA Wojak Series: Bloomer (Variant) Image by: Wojak Gallery Admin Main Tag: Sinatra Wojak

[mudwerks]

Norm Macdonald is the best (1997)

[dorkicon]

bitching abt my job again

tags contain frank mentions of transphobia and homophobia

[cassidy-falls]

a drawing I did of Frank Sinatra