Naw, man. You had to *feel* it deep down in your grunge bones.

Naw, man. You had to *feel* it deep down in your grunge bones.

I think I can clear up the generational confusion.

I think I can clear up the generational confusion.

The reason why I'm not an artist is because I don't have the balls to call my own reincarnation.

The reason why I'm not an artist is because I don't have the balls to call my own reincarnation.

Carson Daly is a buzzkill. 

As a wee geek I was obsessed with Ray Harryhausen. Yet even with all my fandom I still felt the what-the-fuck when Cabin Boy veered into that territory. 

One thing I like about this show is that for the most part all of the contestants are gracious and grateful. I don't know if they're coached to be this way, or if it's a producer's decision to leave out the nasty, but with the exception of Erin and Jermaine most have appreciated this opportunity for what it is: a huge…

I've also heard his character is from Houston and likes to cook healthy.

"We are between the wild thoat of certainty and the mad zitidar of fact—we can escape neither."

Because making a show where ugly people think they are beautiful is SO HARD.

Jim Gaffigan for George

I just hope they really take their time and make it right.

It's The Cocoonover!

The other day I was in Adam Sandler's kitchen and I noticed a list on the fridge titled Things I Have Yet to Kick in the Nuts.

When the Charlie Sheen thing happened last spring I worried that Sheen's bad-boy grandiosity was going to eat Kenny Powers' fictional lunch.

Until we get the final report from ballistics I remain (respectfully) skeptical.

I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman's back,
the hanging curve . . . oh, wait. Wrong speech.

Freedom
What, no Walnut Surprise?