A white dude with a sword I am soooo scared.

Is someone about to sneeze?

Ah the ol' ransack the office 'til we get caught maneuver. I know it well.

We can't have a coffee date! The g-g-g-ghosts are watching!

Ach, she's groomin' you to tell her all your secrets and you're lappin' it up, Douchenozzle.

Thank goodness I had a great party dress tucked into the one fucking suitcase I have that fits every single thing I own. Whew.

12 hours to dress for the ball!

The ghost head lied. What did you fucking *expect* Lucille?

The ghastly, glowing, skull in a jar what tells you to do things is definitely telling you the truth. Ghost's honor.

Back to Lockwood and Co. for some streaming piles of whatnottery. We're wee English bairns who fight wraiths, innit?

Watching my favorite new show tonight. MTV's "Help! I'm the Embarrassing Side Piece!"

Chef's Kiss. No Notes.

If I can keep my shit together enough to stay awake past 8pm, imma watch some teevee tonight and tell you allllll about it. Of course that begs the question, “what the fuck am I mondegreening tonight?” - I’m scraping the bottom of the streaming barrel.

Well they fucking swept and they fucking deserved it. Fuck, man. Good for them.

Oh wow does Harrison look frail. Fuck. fuck. fuck.

(so do i).

Och, the Academy really do love a good comeback story, don't they?

Doubletiming in memoriam to make room for Kimmel bits and gravy bits.

I love watching people be genuinely happy for someone else's success.

Y'know, to defend the honor of the woman who advocates so strongly for peace. Goddamn I am trash.

Malala looks so fucking uncomfortable and I want to fight that stupid man in a bear costume.