Being an adult means not needing an excuse to get drunk.

I can’t help but read “classic Hollywood liberal” as a loving compliment in that context. Everybody did something specific to get on their shitlist, but Jack Black?

I’m not sure there will be anything “friendly” about the fucking going on there.

Meh, he doesn’t give a fuck about anything unless his base does, and his base seems *waaay* beyond giving a fuck about whatever comedy central airs at this point.

I want to believe that, but it’s REALLY hard to imagine a network taking any risk with a cash cow like SNL. I can only imagine it getting 100% Disney-fied, with some boring-ass suits making every safe decision. (So, basically, status quo, without the outlier final sketch.)

I generally love her, but that fell flat for me. It felt like a series of impressions without jokes, which seems to be a reoccurring segment they've done once or twice a season for 40 or so years.

Right, the show is dying, at roughly the same pace as the sun. Just give it another 6 billion years or so...

It really bums me out that all potentially memorable impersonations are done by obnoxious ringer celebs now. Giving all the high-profile bits away pretty much ensures that there’s going to be one or two stand out cast members, while everyone else falls into the background.

It’s such a telling sign of my age that when all the “veterans” like Aidy & Cecily leave now, I immediately think “They were too young to leave! Where will they go?!”

“Piss Club Reunion” a little too close to home? The smell of pee a little too strong in the room to start making light of it?

I’m with you up until that last part. It’d be a better representation of our democracy if the neutral party took the essays, tore one of them up before reading it because the signature looked “questionable”, then declared the other guy the winner.

I don’t think it’s a “self insight” problem as much as it is Maaaaagical Thinking problem, which is pretty much the story of his presidency, his supporters, etc.

This is a typical incumbents problem — after 4 years in the highest office, you find yourself surrounded by yes-men who won’t tell you there’s a problem.

Obviously god IS a racecar in the F&F universe. And heaven is just a constant, all engulfing ‘splosion.

Oh come on, you can’t tell me you wouldn’t take your (potential?) kids to see The Fast & Fuwious Babies.

The fact that they even mention an “end” is laughable.

If they manage to bring in a few characters from Mortal Kombat, or maybe the Battlestar Galactica universe, I’ll buy a ticket.

That’s basically where the Final Fantasy series went somewhere around installment 8. At some point, you run out of baddies and our heroes have to kill the biggest heavy of them all: God.

I’ve never laughed so hard in my life as I did seeing Neil hamburger live. He was closing for Todd Barry (you can’t follow Neil) right after Michael Jackson’s death and went into a  marathon of monumentally offensive jokes about him. So many people stormed out of the venue. It was beautiful.

It’s a all rah-rah, tribal/team bullshit.