drmaldoror.bsky.social
Queer francophone writer, cultural complainer, polyglot, loup-garou specialist. Ginger beard, Gimli build. Usually not covered in leeches. My favorite kaiju is Rodan.
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Is that Lotte with him?
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And he is NOT Tonic—¡es un siguiente de la Regla de Oro!
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There has never been a worse Dracula, in a movie otherwise full of neat stuff.
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When she’s hiding in the pantry while Betsy Palmer is wrecking the cabin, I swear it hits me like hiding under the covers, cozy cozy, sleepy sleepy.
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So weird, bro, my grandma had this one diet cookbook from, like, 1975, and I swear she made this all the time, except she called it Salty Sunburst Salad.
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Yup, now you’ve done it, you went and scared me to death.
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Can't write, as Harlan Ellison once said, for sour owl poop.
But mayhap I'm just a hater, someone for whom "poetic storytelling" must remain forever out of reach.
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I’ve been finding it hard to get excited about reading books written after WWI. Upside: just tore through The Moonstone in a single night/morning. That was awesome.
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Sarah Jessica Mantis
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Who's the parrot minion in this situation?
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Extraneous matter. In addition to being, you know, wrong.
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Shoot, that’s gonna be a problem. Down here in the South, government pays to burn their extra gluten to make infill for potholes. Only store you could buy gluten in tubs was Harris Teeter, and the one near me turned into a laser-tag place eight years ago.
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Any pointers on how to get this huge gunnysack of wheat re-enmixened with this big-ass drum of chaff?
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Psycho
Night of the Living Dead
Young Frankenstein
The Haunting
Eraserhead
Also: all but the first few minutes of episode 8 of Twin Peaks: The Return, because those minutes are in color.
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—Am I to understand His Holiness drafts his papal bulls in English?
—A kind of English, sir. I believe he learnt it in a place called “Chicago.”
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Or that Spanish rice dish, “pie-ELLIE-ah.”
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And rest assured, fat people are STILL evil, stupid bags of garbage. Expelliarmus!
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And those AIDS werewolves are wolfier and AIDSier than ever!
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Yes, two-part container to keep the hot side hot and the cold side cold. Discontinued when they dropped styrofoam packaging. I crave them.
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“… you TOUCHED her!”
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So you Thoroughly Modern Millied a hookup, then.
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Pulling to make “Tonton Macoute” happen as a verb.
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Now we shall be miserable all evening…
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He never left, he’s been chilling at my place. It’s pretty serious.
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A fancy wee laddie.
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Dude just wanted some brew.
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Sir, us gays south of the 49th parallel are already thirsty and struggling. This is too much.
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Such a Canadian butter tart.
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Remembering the tiny older woman who pushed past me into the children’s shoe section at Walmart while complaining into her phone, “Jesus, she is such a f**king C**T”