As cat owners we like to joke about how the cat is the one who’s really in charge, but let’s be honest here: my cats think they’re in charge, but they’re also fucking dumbasses. It’s sort of an incompetent-king-and-long-suffering-advisor arrangement, if the king were prone to getting their head stuck in Kleenex boxes.
Me, disentangling my cat’s claw from the blankets for the third time:
You know, probably my favorite part of the movie Hercules, besides all of the horridly inaccurate mythology and fun gospel music, is that Hercules was already super strong and didn’t need to work out. Phil just made him work out for the Hero Aesthetic™
Skinny arms don’t cut it, kid.
Only big arms will get you an action figure.
Never mind that you’ve been lifting houses since you were a toddler.
objectively i feel that glenn close’s cruella de vil should be more iconic than miranda priestly solely because of the costumes like mr anthony powell really went off
miranda priestly could never
Her icon status was cemented the first time we saw those acrylic nail gloves