[Election ‘016 034] Pataki-Attack

Pataki-Attack

Thedude3445

 

Useless. It was all useless. It all sucked, and was terrible as well.

The Week is Welcomed

HCAD has yet another increment of seven days headed straight towards your eyeballs, if so you choose to stick around and let your eyeballs experience the things headed towards them, which is probably very exciting to many people, arguably most people, because there are several stories coming out this week, and not one of them could truly be considered weak, though that is the opinion of the authors themselves and not an opinion that is objective in any way, obviously, which of course means very little to any outside opinions because the opinions of authors on their own works is essentially useless because of the clear biases and inability to view the stories that they themselves have written from an outside point-of-view.

[Movie Club] The Star War Episode IV: Literally the Worst Thing Ever

Okay, that title is misleading. Episode IV is not literally the worst ever (it is quite good, actually), but beneath the layers of movie magic and childlike wonder lies a despicable, rotten core. A malicious cancer that threatens to spread and retroactively make A New Hope a piece of unwatchable garbage. If you have even a slice of humanity in your soul then you will agree. 

The Project – Chapter 10

Chapter 10

 

“You did WHAT?”

“I didn’t think you’d–”

“Of course I would! How could you say it just ‘happened’?”

“It did! I mean, he’s still the same…”

[Madoka] Kuttsukiboshi x Madoka Magica – Chapter 7-3

Chapter 7-3

 

Homura was back in her bed.

Her… hospital bed.

“Again…”

She couldn’t protect Kaname from Walpurgisnacht… in fact, she was the reason she was dead in the end.

Her wish to Gyuhey was to protect Kaname… to save her. And yet…  it didn’t happen. She failed. Did that mean that she was to be sent back in time, to relive the same month over and over until she fulfilled it?

Had she trapped herself in an endless cycle, all just to save one girl? No– Not “one girl”, Kaname-san. She was worth saving.

Homura got out of bed and looked at herself in the mirror. She still wore her dorky red glasses, and still had her long, braided hair. This wasn’t who she was anymore. That Homura… died a long time ago.

Hey I Didn’t Write What I Was Supposed To

Yeah, I’ve been doing shit so I didn’t write the Star Wars essay. Oops. I’ll write it and post it probably on Sunday. Instead of that, here is an angry YouTube comment about the Bene Gessirit from Dune.

that hairless hag bitch annoys the shit out of me. ..bitch. she’s ugly and mouthy throughout the whole movie.. which would be ok if she wasn’t a total dipshit asshole who forces her ass breathe ideology on the Duke.. Cuz he’s death eternal! ..bitch. SILENCE! I keel yuuu. At least she looks better than Baron Boyle Boils.


..bitch

[Clipart 026] Open All Nite

 

“Open all… Nite? Weird.” Barbara was extremely confused at this sign.

[Clipart 025] Old School Surgeon

The surgeon stared longingly at the patient’s charts and let out a prolonged sigh. Heart rate? Normal. White blood cell count? Average. Any sign of blood borne illness? You guessed it. None. He hung the clipboard back on the gurney and walked out of the room, hands in his pockets. Medical science just isn’t what it used to be, he thought. It used to be fun and exciting! After you stitched up the patient, there was no telling what could happen! They could get a staph infection and lose a limb. They could get a blood clot in their leg and have to have it amputated. They could get hepatitis from the saw that I used to cut off their arm. Now it’s all “sanitize this” and “antibiotics that” and “oh no, doctor, put away the saw! We can save the leg!” Pathetic. Medical professionals these days don’t have the gumption. They’re a bunch of pussy footing nancies too hung up on saving lives to get what it’s like to be real surgeons! I have half a mind to-

[Election ‘016 033] The Three Governors

“…we commend to Almighty God our brother, Bobby; and we commit his body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. The Lord bless him and keep him, the Lord make his face to shine upon him and be gracious unto him, the Lord lift up his countenance upon him and give him peace. Amen.”

“Amen,” Jeb!, George, and Chris said in unison. Chris buried his face in the collar of his shirt. Jeb! wrapped his arms around his friend and held him close.

“I can’t believe he’s gone, Jeb!. It was… it was a week ago that we were at the debates and I said – oh god, Jeb!! I made fun of his ears! If I would’ve known then I wouldn’t have-”

Good Band Names – Everybody’s There

Name: Everybody’s There

Genre: Classic Rock

Sylvester Reynolds and his girlfriend started a band in 1984 consisting mainly of power ballads, but sometimes of somber songs of mourning. They got married in 1989, and their band fizzled out. They mostly perform at weddings for their friends and their kids.