Donald Trump, Executive Producer

I think Crow's New Hair has something to add here from episode 310.

I have a feeling the writers would love to kill time using Seth Macfarlane's "fuck you, here's Conway Twitty" method.

Great Handjob, Internet!

Maybe Groan Loc.

Becomes old enough? Classic rock radio stations now play everything released before 2000. The chronological gap between now and Pinkerton's release is as wide as R.E.M.'s Reckoning and Around the Sun.

Donald Trump literally would have made John Boehner cry on a debate stage. #OrangeLivesMatter

Meh, let me know when Blackstreet is fighting zombies. I'll give that all my diggity.

Ah, John Boehner. He actually had a shot of getting the nomination, had he wanted it.

It's spelled "loosing" in comment threads.

Let him go!

Noble dies the very same motherfucking day I mail the manuscript of my historic-past-lives-fantasy Governor/Kraus romance novel to my publisher.

I had a dream Meg White died.

Richard Lester famously used it in A Hard Day's Night during Paul McCartney's performance of "And I Love Her"—actually pointing the panning camera into a stage light, nearly whiting out the entire screen for a moment—roughly 45 years before Abrams' overuse in Star Trek. Is it referenced in the video?

Remember, when something makes no sense in the Voltron universe, the cause is witch's magic.

And awesome. Much darker.

Two Portland shows, zero Seattle shows. Reminds me of an NBA season.

Jay Cutler, Kristin Cavallari and Jenny McCarthy call raging bullshit on this one.

No and no?

I, for one, hope someday there's a gritty AMC drama about high-stakes real estate called "Backwards" so Chris Hardwick can host Talking Backwards.