Not quite sure what brought on this wave of craziness, but here we are. These are my alternate ways of remembering film genres. Who cares whether they're practical or not?
Miss Tree can be very mysterious.
Exclamation of disgust followed by active shunning.
Can't have high school biology without such pictures.
Classroom: place where germs thrive
Communist version of Eddy (from 'Ed, Edd, and Eddy')
Almost like an alternate Rock, Paper, Scissors. Add one more plant and it could even be another Simon and Garfunkel song. (Plants are not drawn to scale, of course.)
The excitement over finding a cool dram.
Coolest fan, get it? And that guy on the right is taking a picture so he has proof to show Queen that he saw the fan in real life, and it wasn't just fantasy.
It certainly would be a 'hora' if they dropped the person in the chair.
Difficult type of film to make, but easy to represent.
Lint can be so upsetting you don't even want to speak.
Note to self: if a pirate is shushing you, something must be very wrong.
This could be the name of a fraternity that loves sci-fi movies.
Excuse me if that phrase isn't correctly structured. I don't know Italian, so be happy it doesn't say "cannoli, Ventimiglia, regresa a mi, ciao"
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