Seth, drain the well. There's a neighbor missing
It is a good thing Ian McKellen followed up his turn in Cold Comfort Farm (1995) with roles as monumentally pop-cultural as Gandalf or Magneto, because otherwise I suspect people would still be accosting him in the street and shouting, "THERE'LL BE NO BUTTER IN HELL!"
. . . Actually, I really hope they still do.
. . . Actually, I really hope they still do.

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I am at work on a Friday. Please bash me repeatedly with hard blunt things to dull the pain.
(I am wearing a lesbian social activism t-shirt, jeans, and Keens, which taken together make me look butch on a stevedore level; I can only hope it pisses the execs off just a little. Hey, you make me wake up at five, you reap what's been sown...)
In closing, mmmm, Ian McKellen. Now I need to google that film.
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ETA: When my family went to Scotland several years ago, I had high hopes that the rental vehicle would allow me to yell "We're goin to go all about in a FARHD VAN."
Alas, it was a Volkswagen.
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---L.
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(See, goat milk doesn't make butter very easily because the cream doesn't separate... oh blast. It sounded good in my head.)
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