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Back to the Future (1985) dir. Robert Zemeckis
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“Courage is the most important of all the virtues because without courage, you can’t practice any other virtue consistently.”
— Maya Angelou (via suspend)
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einsteinsugly · 2 hours
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I definitely see them meeting earlier than what is shown in that ep. The pilot said they were friends when they were four.
I call Donna and Eric’s trope: the lover boy and neighbor girl trope. Childhood besties turned into lovers vibes! Their flashback scene where they met is one of my favorites!
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einsteinsugly · 3 hours
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#gregory eddie #the man you are 😭🥰 ABBOTT ELEMENTARY (2x22 | 3x10)
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I could be wrong, but did you mention in a post that the Formans were Catholic? I always assumed they were maybe protestants. Mainly because of Pastor Dave. And the we never saw any priest on the show.
Nope. The Pinciottis are Catholic, and Bob sent Donna to Catholic school in season 5. Eric and Jackie's families are likely Protestant. I assume this because Kitty's family is Swedish. And Jackie's surname is German, which could mean either, but eh. I can't see the Burkharts being Catholic.
Also, Fez's host parents are Christian fundamentalists. Probably Protestant (his host parents in that one episode gave me that vibe), but since Fez probably came from Latin America, he likely had Catholic influence of some degree.
And then I can't see the Kelsos or the Hydes caring enough to go to church, but the show mentioned Kelso's grandmother was religious.
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einsteinsugly · 4 hours
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The T7S gang. Audrey or Marilyn?
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Jackie, Eric, and Donna: Audrey.
Fez and Kelso: Marilyn.
Hyde: Bang Marilyn, marry Audrey.
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Wednesday, August 1, 1979. The Kelso Khronicles.
AN: This is the necessary context for why Kelso randomly proposed to Jackie in season 8. And, upon further extrapolation, why Kelso stated he did it with Jackie at the motel (and to mess with Hyde, too). When Brooke rejects him, he tries to go back to Jackie, but to no avail. She's done.
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Chicago, Illinois
Yet another fiasco has occurred, and it's all his fault.
"Okay, I'm sorry." Kelso is notably sheepish, albeit with a devious grin. "But we're not dating or anything. You're my baby mama."
Brooke angrily shoves him, and he nearly stumbles into the couch. "Don't ever call me that. And don't ever bring that girl into my house again."
He brought a girl to Brooke's apartment, while he was babysitting Betsy. And they didn't even make out or anything. Well, not in front of Betsy, but still.
But Betsy was taking a nap, and the girl was hot. Like Farrah Fawcett. She was wearing next to nothing, a tight miniskirt and a tube top, and is way dumber than him. And that's a feat.
He'll never see her again, though, so he's fine with Brooke's terms and conditions. "Okay."
Brooke, in turn, relays the obvious. "Or a girl like her!"
"Fine!" He loudly scoffs, arms crossed, like a child, "I'll bring a brunette next time! Someone who looks like Jaclyn Smith."
She isn't just mad, she's seething. And maybe, a bit jealous. "Fine."
In turn, Kelso relays the insanely obvious. "You're totally jealous!"
Brooke is quick to deflect. "I'm not. You're a moron."
"A hot moron!"
She rolls her eyes. "Still, you're a moron."
"But I'm hot."
Brooke is notably reluctant. "Yes."
"And you look like Jaclyn Smith," Kelso adds, "But way hotter."
"Thanks." Her voice is notably flat, and unforgiving. "If it wasn't for Betsy, I'd never let you into my life. You know that, right?"
He shrugs, relaying the reality. "But Betsy's here, after that awesome Molly Hatchet concert."
"I can't believe you wanted to name her Molly. Or Bambi." Brooke returns to the situation at hand. "That girl looked like a Bambi."
"Her name is Cindy," Kelso amply defends, "And she's an actress, not a prostitute."
She refuses to back down. "I stand by my statement."
"I was only going to the Playboy mansion to look for a job," He explains, "So I can help out and stuff. But I got distracted."
"Go to the police station, and look for a job."
"But being a security guard at the Playboy mansion sounds way more fun," Kelso whines, like a petulant child, "And I got the job, by the way."
Now, Brooke is livid. She ushers him out of the apartment, leaving him in the hallway.
But not before insulting him. "You're a fool."
And with that, she slams the door.
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Point Place, Wisconsin. Two days later.
Whenever Brooke rejects him, he feels sad. And whenever he feels sad, he wants to go back to the 'ol ball and chain.
It's a flimsy 'ol ball and chain, and ring in hand, he's desperate.
"Jacqueline Burkhart, will you marry me?"
*****
If you want to join the game, click here. The dates that were given to me for KB and JH happen to meander around the time of season 8, so *sighs.*
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einsteinsugly · 8 hours
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one day I’ll finally write that ridiculously elaborate fanfiction that I’ve been carefully constructing in my daydreams for months and then you’ll be sorry. you’ll all be sorry.
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Sabrina the Teenage Witch – 4.09: Love Means Having to Say You're Sorry
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Abbott Elementary (2021-present) 2 Ava 2 Fest (S03E10)
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CHANDLER BING in FRIENDS 6.22 | The One Where Paul's The Man
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einsteinsugly · 13 hours
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A quick explanation. Why Eric is two semesters behind Donna, in my verse.
*In season 6, Donna goes to community college. She says she'll stop going, but she instead finishes the semester. Then, she takes a break to DJ for a bit. So, she has two semesters of credits under her belt.
*Meanwhile, Eric gets partial funding for schooling, after teaching in South Africa. He gets kicked out of the program, for questioning South Africa's apartheid. He sees the writing on the wall, though, and applies for UW Madison. He gets in for the spring semester, along with Donna, but he literally springs this fact on her when he gets home.
*Thus, Donna graduates in December 1982, and Eric graduates in December 1983.
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Thursday, May 26, 1983. You Make My Dreams Come True.
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Madison, Wisconsin
5:30 pm
Briefcase in hand, Donna enters the tiny abode. Paper thin walls and all.
It's not much, but it's something. It's an emerging relic from their early college days, and they're beginning to outgrow it, especially since she has scored a starting position at the Wisconsin State Journal.
But Eric is two semesters behind, and is still firmly entrenched in his college days. Albeit, with a bit of a summer break.
Thus, music is blasting, as she rounds the corner.
It's not The Beatles, Pink Floyd, or even Styx. Instead, it's Hall and Oates.
Yeah, I, I'll do anything
That you want me to
Yeah, I'll do almost anything
That you want me to, ooh
She catches him red-handed, in the act. Dancing the day away. "Eric!"
He nearly jumps out of his skin, before skidding to a stop. Sans pants. "You...you said you were going to the store after work."
"I brought some leftover pizza," She explains, holding out a box, "There was a pizza party at work."
An awkward silence permeates, and Eric nervously sighs. "Well, this is embarrassing."
But Donna can't help but laugh. "I think it's adorable."
"I think you mean handsome." He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. Unconvincingly. "Like, Spencer Tracy handsome."
Still, she continues to chuckle. "I don't think so."
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5:45 pm
Now, they're having a makeshift pizza party.
Donna has scored the prized pepperoni, with some meat lovers for Eric. And fine, maybe a slice for herself.
"So, how was work?" He attempts some futile small talk. "Y'know, your real job."
That's what he's been calling it, her "real job." He's been working retail on and off, and he bartends on Saturday nights. His justification for the latter is simple; he wants to toughen himself up for the trenches. His future.
As a result, he has broken up a few bar fights. And he's become strangely good at pool. And Space Invaders.
"It's fine..." She chuckles, once again, his day off being far from fruitful. "Did you have fun lying around the house, with no pants?"
"Do you like wearing your fancy pants?"
"Yes..." She trails off, trapped in an uncomfortable cage. "In theory. They're kind of uncomfortable."
"Then take them off."
Then, Eric starts to put everything on the counter, clearing the table.
"Wait a second."
He suggestively wiggles his eyebrows, with a smirk. "I'm The Flash, remember?"
She inevitably smirks, kissing him. "Yes, I remember."
*****
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TITANIC (1997) Dir. James Cameron
Teach me to ride like a man. And chew tobacco like man. And spit like a man.
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