i am a follower of infinite coolness. I myself am not infinitely cool - I just follow infinite coolness.
Thoughts?
Thoughts?
moth:
Henson, we failed you. Dark Cristal, from Robot Chicken.
Sweet lord Jesus. My poor childhood. What have we wrought?
My inner ten-year old is weeping. WEEPING I TELL YOU.
(It’s genius, but OH GOD.)
I’d go see it.
I’d go see it.
JESUS. They split into two different races / to different places / The Skeksis headed west with their creepy dead bird...
Is there any of my childhood left that Robot Chicken hasn’t parodied?
My inner ten-year old is weeping. WEEPING I TELL YOU. (It’s genius, but OH GOD.)
Sweet lord Jesus. My poor childhood. What have we wrought?