Once, I was walking in West Hollywood and saw a guy draped head to toe in Phillies gear: shorts, socks, everything. They had a playoff game that night. Hit em with an "ay yo, go Phils!" and he looked at me like I was an alien, saying nothing. I've never disassociated so hard in my life after that.

I'll take the shitty alien end of the world timeline over what we have now tbh.

Yeah, I don't buy Lue for a second

Dipshit being president if disclosure happens would be the ultimate fucked up monkey's paw. Literally the last person on planet earth the aliens would want to talk to.

And can we talk about that Luther Vandross sample SHEESH