For Moms, it was perms, polo/ tasteful plain t-shirts, mom jeans and fanny packs. Or at least my mom. Can we bring back mom jeans at least?

Matchbox Train
Aqua Goo Dolls
Spice Korn
Staind Hanson
Sugar Funky Ones

All right, this band, now what's next God? A plague of locusts? Raining blood? The world's supply of coffee disappears? What's next on your apocalypse roster?

The one that you're never going to finish the damn book series, are you Martin?

"I thought the ninjas were pirates, but it turns out that they were actors in the local thee-ate-er!"

Sho Nuff

"Are you a kabuki stagehand?"
"Why yes, yes I am."
"NOH WAY!"

No, although I swear that henge wasn't there a minute ago…..

"Father….I thought…you was….a toooaaad…
"

Where is our Goemon?
Where is our Haaaanzo?
Where is our Kawakami?
Where have all the ninjas gone….ooohh?!

Dave: "You mean to tell me that I'm the alien monster?"
Holly: "…..never should gave let him out in the first place…"

The Thing? You mean the banana-eating entity under Bernard Black's bed?

1. Badly, but at least I have my son, my husband and some good distractions (MST3K being a really fun one).
2. Rewatching Noir. If you take the show for what it is (style over substance femme fatale escapism) it's enjoyable. I like the two protagonists (Mirielle being one of my favorite female anime leads) and the…

To me the second one would have been fine if not for Fat Bastard. I'm just not into scatological humor.

"YOUR TITTIES!"
For some reason, whenever I see that actor in something that's the first thing that pops into my head.

You've never seen The Thick of It then. The show that actually had a "swearing consultant."

We'll believe it when we see it, Swearengen

Totes was over under and Dave was over done?

Too busy convincing the real Sandler that using that stupid voice that he's done since the '90's won't ruin any chance of people becoming interested in his Netflix movies.

Don't pour me none of that Ol' Janx Spirit,
No don't pour me none of that Ol' Janx Spirit
For my head will fly
My tongue will lie
My eyes will fry and I may die
Won't you pour me one more of that sinful Old Janx Spirit?