Sadly, the blood that was spilled from this needless tragedy will barely be dry before you hear some NRA-muckity-fuck decry the lack of guns as a contributory factor in the scope of the destruction wrought by this abominable act, because, hey, had just one of those students been packing....

I am saying that this scenario was both, at once, riddled with irony while no one seemed to recognize as much. The gentleman proffering the compliment, "Hey Joe—I love your work" did nothing to convey his awareness of the irony of his own statement, i.e., that there is no 'work' to love, that Mr. Francis was doing…

The little one on the background is the black velvet to the gem of the older girl in the foreground.

I was working at a Los Angeles eatery that was more renowned for its celebrity clientele than its food. I was tasked with serving Mr. Francis. A man approached him at his table on his way out of the restaurant and uttered the words, "Hey, Joe—I love your work!"

Mr. Ellison's existence is nothing but a stark and humorless answer to the question of what would a human being look/act/sound like if he were nothing but a bag of money.

The man was the North Star in an entire constellation of stellar defensive linemen, The Fearsome Foursome. His style of play was that of a one-man avalanche, the embodiment of a force of nature.

Ms. Bruckner first came to the screen in a film called "Blue Car," in which her performance augured well for a career based on that rare combination of raw talent coupled with the elusive "It" factor that just made her eminently watchable.

Well, this certainly explains Mr. Lipton's facility for dealing with actors....

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So if GMOs are so safe, why did Monsanto and their ilk spend a million dollars a day in the run up to the vote to confuse (and ultimately defeat) Prop 37 here in California?

The actor here is Pruitt Taylor Vince. And the tic you described is a medical condition: He has pathologic nystagmus, a condition which causes a person's eyes to move involuntarily.

It has been my experience that citing evidence to support arguments here is a fool's task. With that in mind, here's some food for thought, pun intended.

Well, Dingfuck, I want to thank you for pointing out my gaffe regarding the extra s, but if we're going to split pubic hairs, next time you put something within quotes you might include the closing period. As for accents, I exclude them because they strike me as pretentious.

Taking issue with Jezebel for inferior science writing is like picking on someone of inherently diminished mental capacity for not being able to explain quantum mechanics.

This man is living proof that sometimes, inexplicably, shit floats.

This comment is remarkable. Beyond its shining irrelevance and sheer obtuseness, it reveals a mind that proves the theory of black holes taking what appears to be human form. You're so dense that nothing escapes your mind.

And the caption read: How do irrelevant, unfunny comedic actors spend their downtime in Los Angeles between making irrelevant, unfunny movies?

From what I can gather, the reward was for a result as much for the manner in which it was achieved. And as a warrior in the trenches of the Food Services War, it is cause for optimism. Why? Because in a world where money is the coin of the realm (pun intended), this owner took things into his own hands by…

Few jobs are held in such low regard by so many as that of a waiter—by those who are responsible for the system by which they are compensated (it rhymes with 'bovernment'); by those that own the establishment the waiter functions within (ownership is the phrase of the art, and it is as jagged and telling a title as…

Well, that is a very interesting observation given what we were discussing. Too bad being dismissive doesn't equate to intelligence, huh?