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IM SOBBING OH MY GOD TWINKATRON 3000 IS NOW A PART OF MY DAILY VOCABULARY

Tony Scott: I need a macho man to star in my new fighter pilot movie

Twinkatron 3000:

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oh im going absolutely FERAL for this

hmm obsessed with the way everyone is so much bigger than mav

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STEVE IS A MESS AND I LOVE HIM FOR IT

Okay, I'm just gonna say it. STOP USING THE ULTRA PRETTY PICS OF TOM CRUISE FOR STEVE. STEVE HAS GREASY HAIR, BUSTED TEETH, AND IS COVERED IN OIL AND SHIT FROM THE DX AND WE ADORE HIM FOR IT.

Our Steve!!!

✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

TAKE HIM OR LEAVE HIM

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luckily i am 💖 [get it get it cause lucky charms]

top gun valentine's day cards 💕 free to use, don't claim as your own!

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That is all...

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IM ALSO GIGGLING

you’re starring in a movie with the last person saved in your camera roll and the last song you listened to is the title…who/what is it?

thank you so much for the tag @starry-eyed-wild-child @vi0l3tluvsu @strawb3rrystar love y’all !!

no pressure tags: @lisboncy @chaimilkshake @loveofcherry @lostreverb @taintandviolent @gingerteafairy @ticifics @merrydoe @r0rysreid + anyone who wants to join !!

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THIS IS SUCH A BIG WIN FOR THE REMY COMMUNITY!!!!!!!

”I’m not gonna get into Top Gun that seriously!” I said hoping a new hyperfixation wouldn’t form

Icemav on my dashboard:

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top gun... the outsiders..... ferris bueller.... the breakfast club.... ghostbusters.... should i keep going? :3

My dad: Here’s a manly 80s movie that I grew up on and love

Me, in my head: Wow this shit is REALLY gay. Is he aware how gay this is?

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I LOVE THEM!!! THE GOOBERS!!!!

Hope everyone is having a great 🐍 year so far.

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SQUEAKS :D

my favorite genre is tom cruise getting fucking manhandled

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trans sodapop is so real like bro can be transfem or transmasc and it just makes sense and works

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@b3st-sunday-dr3ss bro is this u? /j

World Famous "Sunday Sauce"

As any of my readers know, I love Italian food and I am particularly partial to the real Italian comfort food which has been practiced in kitchens with the loving hands of the nonna’s or Italian grandmothers.

Sunday is a special day when the family comes together for a big meal and while each family has their own traditions of which dishes are served. In the US, the tradition of the Sunday Sauce is essential.

While this is a marinara base, the key is the slowly braised meats which flavor the sauce and then impart a flavor to the sauce that is beyond delicious. You can also add braciole, lamb necks and/or veal knuckles etc, but this is optional. Bottom line, if you cook anything in a tomato sauce for 4 hours, it will come out great.

 The key, as with all comfort food, is to use the best ingredients, take your time and layer the flavors. Here is what you will need.

Ingredients:

Meatballs:

½ lb ground Beef

½ lb ground Pork

2 Tbsp Grated Romano Cheese

2 Tbsp Breadcrumbs, I like panko breadcrumbs or plain.

1 Egg, beaten

1 tsp Lawry’s Seasoning Salt, this is my secret weapon for killer meatballs.

Sauce:

5 Italian Sausages, sweet/hot or both, cut in half

1 or 2 Beef Short Ribs, depends on size. Try to find them around 3 to 4 inches; the larger ones do not fit in the pan well. You can also have the butcher cut them in half.

1 or 2 Pork Ribs, country style is good. Same size as above.

3 Tbsp Olive Oil

4 cloves of Garlic, smashed with side of knife and loosely chopped

1 cup finely diced Onion

½ finely diced Carrot

½ cup finely diced Celery

¼ cup Marsala Wine

2 - 28 oz cans of whole San Marzano Tomatoes, puréed in a food processor or crushed by hand.

1 Tbsp Salt

Black Pepper

Preparation:

First, prepare your meatballs by combining all ingredients. Start with the meat, then salt and cheese, work it together then add your beaten egg and gently work the mixture and lastly add your breadcrumbs 1 Tbsp at a time until it comes together. Roll into 2 inch diameter meatballs and put into the refrigerator.

Preheat your oven to 375 degrees. Take your beef and pork ribs and salt and pepper both sides and put onto a foil lined baking sheet or griddle, then place the prepared meatballs and sausages onto the same sheet and bake for 25-30 minutes.

To make your sauce, start with a large heavy duty saucepan, which will hold the heat and give you a consistent low simmer. A cast iron Le Cruset is perfect. Larger is better, as you don’t want to crowd the meat.

Heat the olive oil and sauté the garlic, onion, carrot and celery. Stir frequently and make sure to add ½ of the salt and some pepper to the mixture.

When it is sautéed and translucent, add your Marsala wine and cook until the wine is gone (about 3-4 minutes), then add the tomatoes and bring up to a soft simmer.

Once the meat is finished, gently add it into the sauce, add the rest of the salt and softly simmer for 4 hours or longer, stirring occasionally. 

Serve over your choice of pasta with grated Romano and Parmesan cheese. Optionally, you can remove the meat and serve it as a separate meat course after the pasta course.

Source: World Famous "Sunday Sauce"

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steve who is so proud of his suped up, not a damn scratch or dent, fenders always buffed racer n soda who begs him every time they go anywhere to let him put bumper stickers on the back

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Hey, so since I’m on this 🇲🇽Steve kick, let’s get into 🇲🇽Steve, his dad, and his mom.

I don’t believe his mom is ever mentioned. So it’s assumed she’s not in the picture.

If you ask me his mom has passed on, and I think she would have died when Steve was pretty young. Leaving Esteban Sr. as a widow very early on in their marriage. This would’ve fucked him up so bad. That is why he is the way he is now.

Esteban Sr. drinks, is angry, is mean, because he never stopped grieving. And he can’t stand to look at his own son because of how much Steve reminds him of his late wife. (Not justifying it, just giving it a reason.)

Steve is mean, and angry, and hates the world because his dad never stopped grieving. Steve has suppressed any memories he has of his mom and doesn’t understand his father’s grief. Not anymore. Not now that it’s manifested into the neglect he’s known—for what feels like—all his life.

He doesn’t remember when times were good. When his mamá and papá would dance around in the kitchen. When they’d let Steve sleep in the bed with them because he was scared. When they’d tickle his tummy to wake him up in the mornings. Or how they’d both kiss either side of his face at the same time before going to work.

How his dad would play catch with him in the front yard, when Steve would “help” him fix cars, and the two of them would sing along to the radio real loud.

He doesn’t remember how his mom would cook his favorite sopas and taquitos for him as a child. How she’d whisper how much she loves him in Spanish. How she’d call him “mijito bonito” and “chino” because of his curly hair.

Steve doesn’t remember the time in his life when he wasn’t filled with such anger.

Steve only knows what he knows now. That his dad’s a drunk bastard. The world is against you. And his friends are all he has.

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OMFG WAITTTT

iceman,..,:. . ,,… .. .., ,

these 2 r old but i still like em

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a wip as proof that i’m actually writing lol

ohhhh stevepop my beloved i’ve missed you so much🫶🏻

"and don't just eat the sugar off the spoon again."

soda rolled his eyes, "have a little faith in me."

"i will when you give me a reason to," steve looked up and smiled. he pushed himself up onto his tip-toes and pressed a kiss to soda's lips.

"c'mon, stevie, we're just makin' muffins, how hard can it be?" soda laughed, handing steve the measuring cup, overflowing with sugar.

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