now someone needs to make a fanvideo of jeff and annie to frozen’s love is an open door please and thank you!!!!
Hannibal season 2. Alana Bloom figures it all out. She breaks Will Graham out of jail, riding a serpent of her own bad ass making. Her high heels are actually semi-automatic weapons. She shoots Hannibal, punches Jack Crawford in the face. The dogs all follow on a rainbow made of their love for Will. The science bff crew waves them off as they all ride into the sunset towards Will Graham’s mental recovery. No food is people. This is my design.
I was going to wait for the season finale to write this post but I’m feeling pessimistic so here it goes:
Things that bothered me about Community’s season 5
In 1808, Napoleon, running out of scenic holiday destinations to invade, somehow totally forgot about his neighbor to the south, Spain. So that year he dispatched his troops, kicking off the Peninsular War.
Only 20 years old and working as a barmaid in the town of Valdepenas, Juana Galan was not expecting a surge of French soldiers to come storming through her village. But on June 6, that’s exactly what happened. At that time, most of the men were fighting Napoleon’s forces elsewhere in the nation. Juana, unfazed by things like rifles and Frenchmen and French riflemen, began organizing the women in her village to form a trap for the approaching army.
When the army arrived, Juana and her friends were ready. They dumped boiling water and oil on the French troops, which by all accounts will instantly take the fight out of pretty much anyone. Then Juana, armed with only a batan, beat back the heavily armed French cavalry with her squad of village women, almost none of whom were armed with guns.
The French retreated, giving up on capturing not just Juana’s town but the entire province of La Mancha, leading to ultimate Spanish victory. Today, she is seen in Spain as a national hero, a symbol of resistance, strength, patriotism, feminism and hitting shit with a stick.
That’s one hell of a portrait.
hitting shit with a stick
This is maybe the best portrait of anyone that I’ve ever seen, ever.
If that portrait doesn’t scream “A hundred motherfuckers can’t tell me nothing” then I don’t know what does.