Fourfour has put together a nice little collection of Gifs from the Academy Awards, but by far my favorite is this one, of Quentin Tarantino fist pumping like a champ. You know he gets only the finest uncut chiba on Oscar night. He’s excited, because after this? Gym, tanning, laundry. And FYI, that guy behind him, he isn’t real, he’s just this wizard that shows up whenever Q is really f-ckin high.
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Has anyone contacted The Last Airpuncher for his take on this?
The Mighty Feklahr is certain the back of the wizard’s tuxedo reads: I AM A MOTHERFUCKER!
I kind of want to party with Tarantino.
Except he’d probably try to lick my feet, which is not cool.
Gym, tanning, laundry.
I thought it said gym, trannie, laundry which is what I did this morning in that exact same order
It’s like…he’s jacking off a dick growing out of the back of someone’s head and waiting for the facial.
QT and Brendan Fraser must have the same dealer.
Tarantino got booted out of the Jersey Shore house after snorting all their creatine and getting into loud arguments with the duck phone.
He also does fist bumps like a Boss. Key bumps like a master. And mirror lines like a vituroso.
Those gifs are mesmerizing.
Hallucination Wizard is eye-fucking Tarantino’s hair
I’m about 97% certain that wizard is John Mason.
“Yesh? Room shervish? Do you do drinksh? Shnacksh?
*hair piece* fixed
And yes, that was a reference to The Rock
IT’S ENTERTAINING, DAMN IT
It looks like he’s trying to read something shaved into the back of Tarantino’s hair.
Man…the only Sean Connery hallucination I get is Finding Forrester Connery. He keeps yelling at me that I’m a dog or something
My Hallucination Wizard is the Roadhouse Sam Elliot.
Every. Fucking. Time.
If QT has fist pumped Diane Kruger, I’m leaving the Academy.
*kicks in door to patent office*
Hallucination..gasp…wizard….it’s mine…I made it up
*slaps down lysergic acid diethylamide chemical structure*
Also, Pinball Wizard
*slaps down stick figure drawing of a retard playing pinball*
“is fist pumping like a champ”
He’s over there “fist” fucking up a thread?
Yikes, on my tiny screen I thought it said “fisting pumpkins”.
And you can color me disappointed.
fisting pumpkins is billy corgan´s new band.
his solo project “corgan doner”
Billy Corgie is small, cute and completely hairless
You know, I was gonna’ say that I felt kinda’ bad for Tarantino last night. Any other year, he probably would’ve won a lot more for Inglourious Basterds.
But he was obviously too high to care. You go, Tarantino!
I don’t need you to tell me how fucking good my chiba is, okay? I’m the one who buys it. I know how good it is. When the Wizard goes shopping he buys SHIT. I buy the gourmet expensive stuff because when I smoke it I want to taste it. But you know what’s on my mind right now? It AIN’T the chiba in my system, it’s the fat @#*%&$ that just won best supporting actress.
“Hercules, Hercules!”
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Damn it, I think I’ve watched this more than the Snooki getting punched gif which is no small feat.
The real crazy thing you forgot to mention is that Quentin had his cock out at the time.
or as Q calls it.. his Royale with dick-cheese.
That’s not the fuckin’ Coke Wizard, you Haderlumps, that’s me, Michael Haneke, and I can assure you that i’m very real! I’m not some fucking imaginary Kokszauberer who can only be seen by a weirdo with a foot fetish, i’m an acclaimed director, ihr respektloses Mistbruat!