Me too! I ended up pre-ordering it on Thursday night from iTunes (because that's the best format for me). If I'm well enough off to donate $35 to the project then I have $15 to buy the video in the format I want.

I donated the money I did because I wanted the movie funded, the rewards were just a nice gift to me. I didn't even bother attempting to download my copy. I said from the start that if it wasn't going to be a free Amazon download I was just going to buy it anyway. Amazon is the service I personally use most so it's…

I actually really hate Quizno's, but that's purely because toasted sandwiches on that kind of bread tear the everloving fuck out of my poor mouth. The ingredients may have been fine, but I could usually only taste blood and anger.

I'm with you. I used to love them, and now I can hardly find one. Of course, when I do Stumble upon the hallowed ground the spongmonkeys sang of, nobody else wants to eat there. The bastards.

In patriarchal America, porn is you.

She and Ned got together a while ago, although honestly I kept hoping she'd reconnect with Skinner. (Yes I care about the love lives of Simpsons characters, somebody wanna fight about it??)

If not putting out exploitative garbage to impressionable people was of such importance to Bill O'Reilly, he'd quit working for Fox News.

Dude, Cosmos is the SHIT. That's all.

But it's also poor people screwing over poor people. It's the weirdest Stockholm syndrome shit I have ever seen in my life.

That's because you didn't read the accompanying press release and interviews. Oh, did you want to know what the ad meant without needing CliffsNotes and a study guide?

Me too, I was basically born an old.

Little did he know that those people were actually time travelers from the past!!! I bet some of the folks in HG Wells' Time Machine could rock a monocle. . .

Same. I'm a 36 year old coot.

It happened for me much earlier than I had anticipated.

On a recent trip to Cape Town, Mr. Raymond said, he saw such a group carrying monocles along with tiny brass telescopes kept in satchels.

I think Taylor and Karlie have established a new upper limit for whiteness... their whole adventure has gotta be at least 8.8 gigahonkies.

There is no way in hell I'm ruining a donut by putting it on a penis. THE LINE HAS TO BE DRAWN SOMEWHERE.