Yes, I remember very well… uh, Man #4.

Let's just assume that everyone I've heard of is important, and everyone I haven't is a jobber.

"McMullin? I hope the recovery from the lobotomy you must have had in October is going well!"

She should have pretended to haunt the audience.

I don't think it's controversial to state that there is no event conceivable that wouldn't be improved by Jim Ross telling us what's happening.

Time was you used to be able to on at least one thing in America: The successful prosecution of an awards gala without any screwups or controversy.

We can amicably differ on this point, because "a dull by-the-book role" is exactly how I would have described that character right up until she was written out.

Presumably you aren't referring to the sudden "Oh, I actually love you" turn in the final couple of episodes of her run, culminating in what has to be the dumbest most telegraphed gratuitous "event death" I've seen on TV.

Run your mouth, get told and suddenly you don't have anything better to come back with other than hacky internet clichés - that considering your 50-post-a-day habit, come across as hilarious projection. Yeah, that's about what I've thought.

That makes perfect sense!

The last time I replied to one of your hysterical outrage screechings was literally six months ago. So somewhat ironically, this problem you posit would appear to be mostly in your head, though that hasn't stopped you from obsessing about it in the meantime.

Chicago is over. They should concrete it over; start again.

He's saying "The area has lots of crime."

I'll bet for the few minutes before you commenced shovelling that shit into your gaping maw, you felt like a real chef! Who are of course, always announcing that they have placed things on beds of other things. If there's any justice, you'll have a hundred upvotes for this comment this time next week.

How queer - I saw that completely randomly on Youtube the other day while on a Rachel Riley perving campaign.

That's ironic for an antiques expert.

Why is "Man tries to pursue his childhood crush" a stupid idea for a movie?

Technically this is another, "AV Club wanker concludes something without evidence" post, which overrides the former.

Pass. Guy's voice is annoying enough without having to know the song is an extended whine about how he isn't getting laid anymore. Plus swapping out the lady singer for Kanye? Fucking Kanye?!

Where have you been? That's the whole reason Firefly got canned.