#Tammy Grimes

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“She's the last unicorn in the world.” “It would be the last unicorn in the world that came to Molly Grue.”

The Last Unicorn (1982) dir. Jules Bass & Arthur Rankin, Jr.

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PLAY IT AS IT LAYS Frank Perry USA, 1972

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The Stuff

Killer ice cream? You’d think that would be one of the worst ideas in horror film history, but in the hands of Larry Cohen, THE STUFF (1985, YouTube, Plex) comes off as an almost inspired satire of consumerism and the drive to convince people that “Enough is never enough.” It’s sheer pulp, but with such a loopy energy it’s easy to forgive its few weak scenes (Cohen was a great idea man who often couldn’t film a simple scene of two people talking) and the continuity lapses created when New World removed 30 minutes from the director’s cut. Cohen’s satirical aim can get a little broad at times. It may be hard to stomach the thought that humanity’s hope lies in the hands of a paranoid militia leader (Paul Sorvino) in Georgia, a state that here earns my nickname for it, “Stupidvania.”

In their second of five projects together (four features and one TV episode), Cohen’s muse, Michael Moriarty, is an industrial spy hired by a conglomerate of ice cream manufacturers to investigate The Stuff, an addictive, low-calorie desert that’s pushing them out of the market. At the same time, suburban kid Jason Bloom notices the product can move on its own and realizes his parents and brother (Bloom’s real-life brother Brian) are so addicted to it they can no longer think for themselves. He and Moriarty join forces with the ad exec (Andrea Marcovicci) who sold it to America and set out to uncover the secrets behind The Stuff and warn the world before what everybody’s been eating eats them.

Cohen’s film is delightfully off-the-wall, starting with Moriarty’s largely improvised performance as a man who plays dumb (and Southern) to get info that might be withheld from a smarter man. As in their first film together, Q: THE WINGED SERPENT (1982), Moriarty makes something charming out of a potentially irritating character. It’s a treat watching him con the foolish and connect with the wise. Marcovicci doesn’t get as many opportunities to shine (a scene developing their relationship was among the cuts), but she has moments of wit in dealing with the crazies they encounter and makes running from The Stuff in heels a comic comment on horror-film improbabilities. There’s also a nice turn by Garrett Morris as “Chocolate Chip” Charlie, a cookie magnate whose business has been taken over by The Stuff’s distributors. Eric Bogosian cameos as a supermarket employee, and Patrick Dempsey figures in the final scene. Even Cohen couldn’t tell you where a very young Mira Sorvino turns up (she did a bit while visiting her father on set). A big highlight are the commercials for the product, featuring the likes of Tammy Grimes, Brooke Adams, Abe Vigoda and, best of all, Clara Peller, demanding “Where’s the Stuff?”

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A fantastic video from The Julie Andrews Archive <3

The 7th Edition of the Broadway Show League Softball Championship in 1961. The umpire was Joe E. Brown.

The casts represented include:

Camelot (Julie Andrews, Robert Goulet)

Wildcat (Lucille Ball)

The Unsinkable Molly Brown (Tammy Grimes)

My Fair Lady (Margot Moser)

The Happiest Girl in the World (Janice Rule)

Irma La Douce (Elizabeth Seal)

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Tammy Grimes - High Spirits

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Tammy Lee Grimes was an American film and stage actress.

Link: Tammy Grimes

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Podcast Actress Tammy Grimes Golden Age of Radio Tribute

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The Dirt on Tammy Grimes

Oh, there’s no “dirt” on Tammy Grimes, per se, only information. it’s just wordplay and a shameless headline. Grimes (1934-2016) was an actress/performer whose legend was primarily in the theatre, with the last of her most major credits having occurred in the 1980s. I lead with this truth by way of excuse for the fact that when I first encountered her name, as a guest of honor at one of Theater…

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‘Twas the Night Before Christmas, but animated

"'Twas the Night Before Christmas” (1974) is a Rankin/Bass classic based on Clement Clarke Moore's poem. It's the story of two families, one human, one mice, living in Junctionville, where Santa has stopped visiting due to an offensive story.

Unlike other Rankin/Bass classics, “’Twas the Night Before Christmas” (1974) is based on a 1923 poem, A Visit from St. Nicholas, written by Clement Clarke Moore, rather than a song. Don’t get too excited, it’s still considered to be a musical and sports original songs written by Jules Bass and Maury Laws – a staple in most of these Rankin/Bass movies. The movie starts off with the classic poem…

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Bex's recs are perfect if you're less into super intense scares.

Horror at 37,000 Feet is a 70s made-for-TV movie. As an English Abbey is shipped overseas on a commercial plane, the ghosts terrorize its passengers. Shatner plays a disillusioned ex-priest and Tammy Grimes, of The Last Unicorn fame, plays the character that warns everyone of the danger they're in.

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FREE TO FUCK

carl grimes x fem!reader

(you and carl have a hideout.)

tags: oral sex (f!receiving)

masterlist here!

There were a good couple times where you and Carl had gotten caught. There was an occasion where you were having your weekly morning sex and Rick walked in, also one time Eugene sort of interrupted Carl eating you out in a truck. It was like you guys couldn’t win. There was almost never a time where there wasn’t a risk of you guys getting caught or interrupted.

You guys thought it was fun for a while and then it got irritating, it felt like everyone was constantly in your business. So, you were on a hunt to find a solution. You thought maybe just reducing your time together to nights but that wasn’t really an option after learning that Rick never cared to knock. During the day wouldn’t be a huge issue, but for some reason it didn’t feel safe in Alexandria. To have sex there, that is.

It’s not like it felt safer in the woods, in fact that’s the opposite but you just wished you had a nice hideaway. Somewhere where you were free to fuck. But anyway that wasn’t your top priority.

One day, while walking to your date spot with Carl in the woods, you decided to take a longer walk and return back to the tree later when you were less energetic. So you walk further along the trail with you almost never do. You come across a small cabin that Carl doesn’t quite pay any mind to. “Woah…” You slow down your steps and turn towards it, causing him to stop as well. “Oh yeah I found that a while ago. Cleared it, nothing really useful.”

You look over at him and nod, looking between him and the cabin but an idea. You practically dragged him over and bursted through the door. He did clear it, but it was still a mess. There was random papers and books all over the floor, the bedding for the bed was halfway across the room and the couch was missing some cushions.

“You know if we fixed this up a bit more and brought stuff from home we could make this such a nice place to hang out.” You ramble as you look around each part of the cabin as to what you could bring or how you could fix some parts. Carl wasn’t really following. “But why?” He’d ask, standing in the middle of the cabin looking around it just thinking it’s a total dump.

“Carl imagine coming here when everyone’s home. All we have to say is that we’re going on a date in the woods and we can come here. Mess around, hang out with the possibility of no one bothering us.” It all started to click in his brain and he began to imagine every little thing you both could get up to while alone here. It also didn’t have to be so sexual, though. He imagined just sitting in the cabin quietly, reading comics or listening to music together on the bed just enjoying eachother’s company. The only thing that was missing was a bath you two could sit in.

Regardless, you both got to work. You got a car and loaded some stuff inside that you knew some people in Alexandria wouldn’t miss. Before you knew it, the cabin was ready. The bed was ten times nicer (you stole a comforter and such) there were bean bags and books around that you’d enjoy and it was a lot less cluttered. Very quiet with warm lighting (you also stole lanterns and candles) so it was quite cozy.

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One particular day, a day before a large trade fair would take place in Alexandria, it was insanely chaotic. You were yelled at multiple times by seven different authoritative figures and there was a bit of pressure when in all reality it wasn’t that serious. Afterwards you really needed to wind down, so you dragged Carl somewhere far away.

To your cabin.

There, you’d settle into your guys’ bed into the comfy blankets which you’d take the opportunity to rant about your shitty day. “Also Tammy had such an attitude with me for placing the fucking crate of apples on the floor instead of the wobbly ass table Eugene was trying to level. What was I supposed to do, let them topple all over him? It’s complete bullshit.”

He rubbed your shoulder while you talked. He loved hearing you speak, hell he loved hearing you make noise. Which gave him an idea. He slowly pulled away while you continued to speak, silently propping himself between your legs so he can tug down your shorts. You were aware but you just let it him because it was sort of like a routine. It was either him fingering you while you ranted or he ate you out. Today was an oral type of day.

He’d start with just plain kisses on your thighs, looking up at you from between your legs. You were still complaining. “Also when I went back to the moving truck to get a box out, my jacket snagged on the hook that holds the plastic thingies and- Carl that feels so good- and it fucking ripped the pocket off.” You explained, still quite irritated. Carl however was still focused on you. He’d gently run his tongue over the fabric of your underwear and once he felt your hips jerk slightly as he grazed over your clit, he pressed a kiss at the direct spot. Your sentences were interrupted by your soft moans which just made him smile a little.

“I dunno. Mmh-I felt like everyone was out to get me today.” You end your rant there and Carl slides your underwear to the side to press a kiss to your actual skin before starting it gently lap at it. One after another, you got more and more wet which allowed him to suck your clit quite easily. “Oh fuck.” He moaned at your words as he found a nice steady pace to rock his head at, the vibration of his voice doing wonders against your heat. He was doing everything in his power to make sure you weren’t quiet for a second. “This is a really good way to shut me up by the way.” You tell him between moans, he smiles against you and lifts his head up so he can talk to you.

Just the sight of him was absolutely beautiful. His lips were red, like always. Your slick was just all over his chin but he looked at you so perfectly. Like you were the only being to exist. “I’m just trying to relieve your stress.” You look down at him quite happily and wait for him to continue. “Also you taste good.” He tilts his head and he just looks so sweet. At least sweet enough for you to sort of giggle at before your laughter was interrupted by Carl prodding his tongue straight into your hole.

You respond fairly loud, you’re very grateful for the cabin otherwise it’d be very awkward if you were in the house. Anyway, he slid his tongue up and down your folds, his eyes shut as he moves his head in circular motions with his tongue flat against you. He practically nuzzled into your pussy, flicking his tongue in and out fairly rapidly.

“Tha-that’s perfect.” Literally every word and every moan that came out of your mouth made him feel absolutely amazing. He loved knowing he was doing good for you, that he was pleasing you. He strived to make you feel loved. He continued the movements with his tongue, but his hands moved up your body and under your shirt to pull your bra down, giving him access to massage your breasts while he worked on you with his mouth. You’d smile at the amount of pleasure he was giving you, sort of giggling at how great it was.

You couldn’t keep quiet, everything he was doing was absolutely perfect. As you got closer he just flicked his tongue quicker, sucking harder; he could tell you were close because you started to squirm a little bit. He slid his hands down from your chest to your thighs to hold you down. “Please don’t stop-” You’d clutch his hair in your hands, gently tugging it every time he hit a spot just right. Everything was just turning him on as well but he was so focused on you, he didn’t even think about himself. He just wanted you to cum.

He knew you were getting close but you were speechless, he’s just depending on your noises and how your body feels to determine when you’ve finished. Between harsh flicking of his tongue and the sloppy noises coming from your heat and his mouth, you were right on the edge. You prop yourself up on your hands to watch him. He was intensely focused. His eyes were shut and he was licking long stripes up your cunt. It all began to be too much.

It didn’t take much longer before you came all in his mouth.

You fell back on your elbows and Carl pulled away, looking at you shyly. “You’re so pretty.” He blushes a bit before fixing your underwear back, then your bra. “You are.” You reply, watching him get closer and settling in on top of you. Once you’re all back to normal he gently holds the sides of your face to press a kiss to your forehead in satisfaction. “Thank you.” You mumble into his neck.

“Feel better?”

“Way better.”

a/n: i feel like im so bad at writing smut LMFAO like this physically pained me to write bc >_< it’s so shit BUT ANYWAY i loved this little idea of having a little cabin with him i think it’s sweet. I HOPE U LOVE IT

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