this movie is RIDICULOUS
this dude got a titchy little handgun that barely fits in his palm and he just shot more than 25 rounds, in a row, without stopping
from a gun that has a clip could hold MAYBE eight
honestly i dont care if you ship pairings with unhealthy dynamics so long as you don’t try to sugarcoat it or gloss over the bad parts and actually. yknow. own up to the fact that it’s unhealthy as hell, oh my god
Can y’all actually believe a man shot and killed someone and he isn’t in jail yet after nearly a month? Like really let that sink in. A man killed an 18 year old child and he is on paid leave from his job. Really think about that.
"Someone’s following us!" hissed Magrat.
Two pale glows appeared at the edge of the lamplight. Eventually they turned out to be the eyes of a small grey creature, vaguely froglike, paddling towards them on a log.
It reached the boat. Long clammy fingers grabbed the side, and a lugubrious face rose level with Nanny Ogg’s.
“‘ullo,” it said. “It’sss my birthday.”
All three of them stared at it for a while. Then Granny Weatherwax picked up an oar and hit it firmly over the head. There was a splash, and a distant cursing.
“Horrible little bugger,” said Granny, as they rowed on. “Looked like a troublemaker to me.”
“Yeah,” said Nanny Ogg, “It’s the slimy ones you have to look out for.”
“I wonder what he wanted?” said Magrat.