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dignified-and-old:

baruchobramowitz:

Behold the most disgustingly aggressive display of Americanness

I’m just picturing some dude sitting at the dinner table, his assault rifles propped up in the other chairs

"Can you pass the salad, Mom?" he asks the AK-47, but she doesn’t pass the salad

She never passes the salad

everythingsbetterwithbisexuals:

telaryn:

polytropic-liar:

hugealienpie:

idyllspace:

karenhealey:

dealanexmachina:

I love how when they “stopped off” in Portland and Hardison immediately:

1. Bought a microbrewery/bistropub
2. Turned the back rooms into their office
3. Found them a client

Elliot objected because FOOD MATCHING WITH MICROBREWS IS VERY DIFFICULT

THE BREW PUB MENU IS THE MOST DIFFICULT MENU OKAY

I also love how they cut a hole in that wall with a CHAIN SAW and we never ever even once saw a door there, or another space. They just did that to fuck with Nate and I approve.

Six months after Nate and Sophie leave Portland, that damned painting mysteriously appears outside their villa in Comporta. Nate tries to ban it from the house. Sophie makes him sleep on the porch until he learns how to graciously accept a gift like a functional human being.

I love how Hardison approaches moving into Nate’s life especially. Like, “uh, excuse me, I think it’s more like you retroactively moved into my life. My property. This property. That I own.” 

What’s even better about the mystery hole is that John Rogers was asked about the fact that it was never referenced again, and his response was “BEHIND THAT DOOR IS WHERE YOUR FANFICTION HAPPENS”.

You know how Jeff Davis is not a gift? Well, John Rogers was the showrunner equivalent of getting a Bughetti for your 16th birthday.

(Source: scarliefrancis)

nprpolitics:

Recognize that face in those selfies? It’s none other than American Idol alum CLAY AIKEN. He’s running for Congress in North Carolina. And yes, that’s a custom cheer. 

Tamara Keith has his story tomorrow on Morning Edition

So random true story my sister teaches at one of the schools that played this game and clay aiken hugged her and she didn’t know who he was but she just kind of played along and talked with him for a bit and then 20 minutes later she realized that it was clay aiken and not some person she knew whose name she forgot.

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