The best visual representation of “No Homo!” in cinematic history.
no one will ever understand the deep fucking connection I have with this film
For real though
Ok guys I need to talk about this movie.
The Breakfast Club came out in 1985 and to this day is, in my opinion, one of the greatest damn movies ever to barely even have a script.
During the famous “dance” scene, Molly Ringwald, who played the “princess” Claire, was supposed to a small little dance by herself, but she was shy so all of them did some dancing together, creating one of the most famous film scene’s to date. It was improvised.
During the scene in the film where the characters sat down and told why they were their, there was NO SCRIPT. John Huges told the cast to sit there and improvise why they thought their characters were there, creating that heart wrenching scene everyone could relate to.
EVERYONE can relate to this movie and thats the best damn thing.
On March 24, 1984, five students entered a detention room thinking it was just another Saturday. Before the day was over, they broke the rules, bared their souls, and touched each other in a way they never dreamed possible.
EVERYONE IN THE WORLD NEEDS TO SEE THE BREAKFAST CLUB.
I’m just reblogging this for the fact it is the worlds best movie and if you don’t think so you need to rethink your priorities.
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“Enough of that!”
someone made the gifset!
I am not tired of it yet
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so few understand this logic
#truth
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and people still think Hans is the worst villain
Oh, Frollo is the worst. By a country mile, Frollo, the racist, genocidal maniac who was literally willing to burn a woman to death for not succumbing to his lust was the worst. Don’t get me wrong, Hans was an asshole, but Frollo combines Gaston’s arrogant toxic masculinity with Mother Gothel’s self-esteem destroying “parenting” and tops the whole mess off with being a racist piece of shit so yeah, Hans ain’t even close.
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the pizza guy just looked straight behind me, smiled, and went “you both enjoy your pizza” ? i’m alone in my apartment???
*narrows eyes*
As I said before give 1 of 2 responses:
1) Smile and shake you head and point to nothing, “Oh no, he doesn’t like pizza.” Then close the door.
2) Wide eyes and whisper in a scared voice. “You can see her too.”IT GOT BETTER
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Submitted by: destroyerofthesouls
“Dammit I’m mad.
Evil is a deed as I live.
God, am I reviled? I rise, my bed on a sun, I melt.
To be not one man emanating is sad. I piss.
Alas, it is so late. Who stops to help?
Man, it is hot. I’m in it. I tell.
I am not a devil. I level “Mad Dog”.
Ah, say burning is, as a deified gulp,
In my halo of a mired rum tin.
I erase many men. Oh, to be man, a sin.
Is evil in a clam? In a trap?
No. It is open. On it I was stuck.
Rats peed on hope. Elsewhere dips a web.
Be still if I fill its ebb.
Ew, a spider… eh?
We sleep. Oh no!
Deep, stark cuts saw it in one position.
Part animal, can I live? Sin is a name.
Both, one… my names are in it.
Murder? I’m a fool.
A hymn I plug, deified as a sign in ruby ash,
A Goddam level I lived at.
On mail let it in. I’m it.
Oh, sit in ample hot spots. Oh wet!
A loss it is alas (sip). I’d assign it a name.
Name not one bottle minus an ode by me:
“Sir, I deliver. I’m a dog”
Evil is a deed as I live.
Dammit I’m mad.”For more posts like this, CLICK HERE to follow Ultrafacts
A palindromic poem.
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