It's a goddamed crime that these get all the attention yet the Pogo Ball never took off. Maybe they were just too ahead of their time.

Oooooooooooo! Whatever happened with that?

Upvote for Heroic Dose of Smart Assery.

If a movie is good, i don't care about 3 hours. I watched the extended cut of Apocalypse Now a few weeks ago and it blew by like it was a mere 90 minutes.
Unfortunately, DC hadn't exactly made their name on solid writing, so this might not work.

Well, she's not a horrible person… her movie choices, however…

Thank you, Fluttershy. Is there gluten in it? I love lots of gluten. With gluten sprinkles. It messes with my stomach, but what can I say? I'm a gluten for punishment…
[hangs head, slowly walks out of the room]

Truly? Or are you pulling Ricky Coogin too? If so, this could get ugly.

Sorry, apparently the smart assery was not strong enough in my comment to relay molar-shattering levels of sarcasm.

That makes more sense than anything anyone else could tell me. Great plan, sir!

Can someone explain to my ignorant ass why the world decided to hate Anne Hathaway?

Thank god they're remaking this. I want to like the Martin/Caine version but that horribly dated CGI and that ridiculous synth soundtrack overpowered the solid writing and performances…….
… . . ……..

Has any other band put out an album of covers of their own songs and had it suck that bad? Seriously. ..those aren't difficult songs to play. And I'm pretty sure at no point in time did anyone EVER think, "You know what? That first ST album would be better with slap bass."

What the hell is a Groundhog Dog?

Cracker's first three albums were pretty solid as well. What CAN'T the man do?

And global warming is a lie since it's snowing here!

Their break-up crushed my dream of one day seeing a Captain America/Marcel the Shell movie. She could have joined up with the Guardians of the Galaxy, Cap meets her during Infinity War, they fall in love and punch Nazis together.

Not: it is.

"That's": Not a real word.

You weren't alone with that.

I'll take this over Pitchfork's endless boner for Drake and Father John Misty. Seriously, if they could build themselves a fuck-bot, they'd name it Misty Drake.