“There he goes. One of God’s own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.“—Fellow Colorado hell-raiser Hunter S. Thompson
Chamomiles Davis
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When you get to Heaven, look for Margo Martindale! She won’t be there, but her films will be!
Plus all those people she killed.
That first moment an “undercover boss” gets to go back to their own office must feel the way it does when I walk into my house after an hour of shoveling snow off the driveway. “Thank God THAT’S over!”
Oh, that’s IT. [lays towel over desk; leaps across desk]
That’s MY desk, you fool!
Get the hell out of my kitchen! Scoot!
Never stopped me! Although I work from home.
Both of my boys listen to Weird Al constantly. And I (probably) had nothing to do with it! I couldn’t be prouder.
How can you tell? He’s seated.
That’s just good parenting right there.
Watching Python in my formative teen-aged years (on PBS) warped my still-evolving sense of humor, and forever altered my attitude towards humanity from one of admiration to mistrust and ridicule.
He meant using a spade to neuter them.
Ah, yes. Came here exactly for that quote.
Very much in agreement. How the cast of Barry doesn’t merit even a mention in the “Ensemble” category ranks as an inexcusable snub.
This is the only correct response.
”This is all I ever wanted: days with a high of 67 and a low of 52, where you almost feel hot in the sun before stepping into the shade and being reminded that no, no summer is finally fucking gone.”
...and J.A. Happ on the mound in relief for the Yankees...