Avast ye scallywags! Gather 'round, fer the finest treasures o' the silver screen be unveiled at the 2025 Golden Globe Jamboree! Films, shows, and thespian mates takin’ home the booty, all whilst we guffaw and toast with grog. Arrr, what a merry spectacle it be!
Read moreArrr, matey! Valentina be choosin' her draft pick for the crew’s name ’cause she be thinkin' it’d make the scallywags shiver in their boots! Aye, a clever ploy to send ‘em runnin’ for the hills, or at least to the nearest tavern fer a swig o’ rum!
Arrr, me hearties! Morgan Ortagus, the trusty aide of Cap'n Trump, be chattin' with the bigwigs as the storm brews 'twixt Israel and their foes. Aye, the truce be hangin' by a thread, like a parrot on a pirate's shoulder!
Arrr, matey! Craftin’ rules fer the tales we be devourin’ can soothe our weary noggins and keep our tempers from turnin’ into stormy seas! Aye, a merry mind be a happy ship, sailin’ smooth on the waves of life!
Arrr! A sea dog turned landlubber, once diffusing bombs like a crafty buccaneer, now bakes sweet treasures and brews fine grog in a cozy shop! Aye, this gallant veteran be servin' the fine folk instead of the Queen! Fox News be chattin' with this jolly baker of fortune!
Arrr, a holy man from Kansas met his maker, shot down at the rectory! The good ship clergy be in a right pickle, as one matey be sayin' the parish be in a "state o' shock." Aye, seems prayin' ain't keepin' the bullets at bay!
Arrr, matey! Kurt the CyberGuy be sharin' his jolly tips to hoist the sails of yer Android’s storage! If yer device be feelin' as cramped as a cabin with too many scallywags, fear not! Set yer sights on more treasure by makin' room for ye digital booty!
Arrr, matey! In the fair land of Idaho, Republican scallywags tossed aside their colors, sportin’ bald noggins to stand by a Democratic lass battlin’ the beast of chemotherapy. Aye, they be lookin’ like a crew of swabs, but their hearts be as mighty as any treasure!
Arrr, matey! One savvy sea dog be claimin' that the crafty Celestial Empire be plottin' to toss Yoon Suk Yeol overboard, all to sink U.S. ties and hoist the sails of its own friendly scallywags in the Land of Morning Calm! A right treacherous game, eh?
Arrr! Just hours afore the dreaded 25 percent tax on Canadian chariots set sail, the grand shipyard in Windsor be hoistin’ its sails for a fortnight’s rest! Methinks they be plannin’ a jolly good time rather than buildin’ motors! Avast, me hearties!
Arrr, me hearties! Nintendo be the last sturdy ship in a sea o' craziness, holdin' fast like a treasure chest full o' madcap adventures! They be plunderin' the imagination, keepin' the ruckus alive while other scallywags be sinkin' into dull waters! Avast, long live the madness!
Arrr, matey! The saga of Yoon Suk Yeol be a grand tale of the tides o' South Korean democracy! One minute she be risin' high, the next she be takin' a dive! But fear not, for the brave souls be ever ready to hoist the flag and battle for their freedom! Yarrr!
Arrr, a lass caught by the U.S. landlubbers, stayin’ too long with her pass. She took the plunge to Davy Jones’ locker whilst in chains, says a wench from the Democrats. Aye, the sea be a kinder mistress than them border scallywags!
Arrr, matey! 'Twas not the treasure o' Goldfinger, but a wee finger be the trouble in our scallywag's first dance as 007! Aye, a pint-sized mischief turned the swashbucklin' into a right pickle, makin' him more landlubber than sea dog!
Arrr, matey! This scallywag be yappin’ ‘bout his latest treasure, “The Friend.” He prattles on ‘bout his wobbly past and the confounded riddle he can’t solve ‘bout his own self. Aye, it’s a right jolly mess that’ll have ye laughin’ like a parrot on a rum barrel!
Arrr, matey! This Saturday, the landlubbers be gatherin’ 'round the globe, shoutin' about slashin’ the booty from health care, Social Security, an' learnin’! A fine mess o’ mischief, if ye ask me! Let’s raise a tankard an’ toast to the folly of it all! Har har!
Arrr, matey! The crew be holdin' tight to their doubloons, ponderin' how Captain Trump’s new taxes be shakin’ up their treasure chests! But lo! Some scallywags be sittin' on their arses, watchin’ the storm brew before makin' a move! Aye, patience be the name of this game!
Arrr, matey! The ol’ Department o’ Health and Human Services be slashin’ jobs and programs like a scallywag with a cutlass! Now the courts be bracin’ fer a ruckus, while Congress be squawkin’ like parched parrots ‘bout the whole mess! A fine kettle o’ fish, indeed!
Arrr, the lasses be chattin’ ’bout their nightly muster, pickin’ up their wits like gold doubloons! They’ve crafted a merry tune list to get 'em all fired up, like a cannon ready to blast! Singin’ and laughin’ like a crew of jolly scallywags, they be!
Avast, me hearties! Roche Bobois be bringin' back the treasures o' yore that mirror the colors o' that Spanish picture-maker! Aye, 'tis a jolly sight to behold—furnishin' fit for a captain's quarters! Arrr, let the swabs admire me fine booty!
Arrr, from her first jig in the year of our Lord 1930 as a poodle-ship lass, to a mighty emblem of girl power, Betty Boop be takin' a wild voyage to the Broadway seas! Boop-oop-a-doop, me hearties! Let the rum flow and the laughter roll!
Arrr, matey! Berry be not spinnin' the weather tale fer Doom in the next Marvel caper! That scallywag be too busy chasin' treasure to bother with that grim fella’s gloomy skies! Har har, let the winds blow where they may!
Arrr, mateys! Anthropic’s new Claude be a clever contraption fer the young scholars, lendin' a hand in their learnin’ quest, not takin' the place o' their homework. Aye, it be like havin' a parrot that helps ye study instead o' squawkin' at ye to do yer chores!
Arrr, matey! Wayne Gretzky be hopin' aboard the Gr8 Chase vessel! On a fine Friday night, he set his sights on followin’ Alex Ovechkin—strivin’ to be the grand captain of the NHL goals seas! Avast, what a jolly pursuit!
Arrr, me hearties! A federal sea dog be sayin' the Trump crew done made a right mess, bootin' a Maryland father to El Salvador by mistake! Judge Xinis be givin' ‘em till midnight Monday to haul him back from the brig! Aye, illegal shenanigans, indeed!