"The Bloodhound Gang" was the perfect accompaniment to all the Encyclopedia Brown books that I read fifty times each. And I wanted to marry Vikki.

+1 I thought it was beautifully shot and art directed. Plot holes? Sure, but most movies can be nitpicked. Was a fun two hours and well worth the price of a movie ticket (and yes I smuggled in my twizzlers... and an adult beverage #dontjudge)

I hope Jesse Pinkman can be tied in to this story line. Bitch.

The best part is that as the macho dude that I am I know I won't cry at the end like I didn't cry at the end of Toy Story 3. (sniff) Jeez, I miss my old toys, but I wasn't crying it was really dry in that theater and someone smelled like onions and my grandmother died that day when she ran over my dog!

Anyone know how we can crowd fund bonuses for these people?

This reminded me of the exhaust that connected to the gas tank fill on the old pickup truck in Looper.

Chuck Lorre being the common denominator. Neither show would get a chuckle without a laugh track prompting the audience.

+1

How about re-shooting this and opening the "tapped" can in view of the camera.

It wears me out,

Nice!

If this simulation was done in Australia would they spin the other way?

Paging Mr. Wiggin.

Science, bitch!

I blame Scooter Libby.

The Louvin's are the greatest. Thanks for posting this.

Would be nice to see Strat finally adapt to a mobile friendly platform. Still waiting on this year's hockey game, which is ridiculous, considering every update since it's debut 12 years ago is basically rosters only. It is essentially the same DOS program that they charge $50 a year for the "new" version.

Thanks. Didn't know Bob Mould had new music out. Amazing song.

Thanks. Glad you understood the point of my post, especially the invisible part that only you could see where I mentioned that I hated the species. I apologize to any dogfish whose feelings were hurt by my words. But in continuing with my true asshattery I will continue to release you and condemn those that slaughter…

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