Pink Floyd: Dark Side of the Moon, Wish You Were Here, Animals.
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Nice try, but the case was already closed. You are dismissed.
Both pale in comparison to John Mu’fuckin Fogerty, discussion closed.
I think part of the reason they’ve split Nate and Ray up (putting one in the Time Bureau and one on the Waverider) is that in a few too many ways they are the same character. They have the same goofy, boyish energy, they’re both lovelorn puppies who have a soft spot for dangerous women, they’re both nerds who love…
People who won’t click on a review to read your thoughtful yet provocative take on the subject matter will immediately click on the exact same review to argue that there is no way in hell this was a B+ episode, this was clearly an A and you are on crack.
“Take the cannoli? I can’t even lift the cannoli!”
Only a Russkie would connect that wire to the power source like that!
Well, his mother was a witch. She was burned a-liiive.
Wild-Ass Guess: Ten seconds after Axe’s security guru, brandishing Russian spy tech, announces “Someone who came in for a meeting isn’t who they say they are,” Rebecca Cantu struts in, happy as the cat who ate the canary about Axe owing her a favor.
My three random indelible YTW moments right off the top of my head:
1. The “No Children” montage in “Pancakes” (S5E13). Sometimes on the nose is right where you want to aim. There’s such a thing as outsmarting yourself, and it takes grace and talent to accept the obvious choice.
On Sunday nights when I’m already tucked in for the evening...yeah, that could work.
I apologize in advance for expressing this so bluntly, but since you don’t seem to be picking up on the underlying difficulty, here we go:
The way you live your life is not, repeat not, better than the way your sister lives hers. Period.
It made me flash back to the one-off Scrubs episode she did (“My Last Chance”) as an ambulance driver whose goofy blabbermouth persona annoys the heck out of closed-off, curmudgeonly Dr. Cox until he learns what it’s covering up. She’s always had that gear, she just doesn’t get a chance to use it very often.
Especially since Detroiters was taken from us too soon, I believe as Americans we are owed a Richard T. (“don’t know why I said ‘T’; my middle name is John”) Splett spin-off. Dammit!
I’m OK with Supergirl feeling overwhelmed sometimes, but wow -- if I’m not going to take “I don’t like anything that makes my job harder” from ordinary police, I sure as heck don’t want to hear it from an unaccountable, nigh-invulnerable, nigh-immortal flying protector.
Technically those things are happening on two different worlds, but you’d have to be a real nerd to point out something like that.
[vape smoke puffs]
Owning a restaurant is a dicey business at the best of times, and I feel some sympathy for the owners who take bad reviews personally and want to start a fight with the people who write them. From their perspective, it’s not just that someone will read your specific fair-minded review and be swayed by your measured…
I call this the Molly Ringwald, because I saw her do it in The Breakfast Club and had never seen it before that. I consider it inferior.