I was wondering about the duck butter too. Although I just mistyped it as "fuck butter" just now, which makes a lot of sense.

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I will never watch an actual episode of ANTM, but I will read Amelie's recaps til the end of time. They are absurd and wonderful. Reminds me a lot of Richard's TV recaps over on Gawker (he is also inclined to veer into insane hyperbole when forced to watch something stupid).

ER
I remember when ER started. I was about 13. I haven't watched it since the first couple of seasons, because I wasn't big on the soap opera plot elements, but it's always been in the background as I've grown up. I associate it very strongly with 13-year-old me, and the place I lived in (Weymouth, Mass). Not gonna…

Did no one else notice that Scott wrote "Hans" Solo up there? I didn't see another mention but admittedly I'm a little dumb. Anyway, it doesn't bother me, because my uncle's name is Hans. I wish I had a cooler reason than that. (He's no Harrison Ford though.)

She's Isabella Rossellini. EVERY day is her day. And deservedly so.

I know she's a respected, crazy creative lady and I know she needs to keep doing oddball roles in indie films……….but please come back to 30 Rock, Donaghy's ex! We need more of you! When you went apeshit on Liz Lemon and tore up her dress, it was totally awesome.

This is a fine, fine film. Not perfect by any measure, but totally awesome. A lot of quotable lines lurk throughout, including "I…invented a pill…to give worms…to ex-girlfriends!" But it only really works if you employ McCulloch's nasal, increasingly exasperated delivery.

Forsythe: yes, that's her name. I'd blanked. She came into Farrelli's in SoHo while we were there getting blitzed. I tried to be polited and respectful (yes, I called her Melora, not "Jan"), but still felt bad to be bugging her when she was clearly out trying to have a nice time with her husband. Had to tell her how…

Ariaga, at least that's a COOL celebrity sighting. Last year I saw Geraldo in Times Square. I yelled "THERE'S GERALDO" before I realized that I, in fact, do not give a shit about Geraldo.

I had not read that particular strip before. Thanks for that. I needed it.

My already irritating marketing class was made that much more unbearable because my professor is obsessed with the Dyson man in a creepy way. We spent a week and a half discussing the ads' "more for more" techniques and watching the ads over and over and blah blah blah til I wanted to die.

I'll take "The Rapist" for$200.

Yeah, they sell that in liquor stores here. I'm afraid to try it. Like Indiana says, it's no-name cola-style soda and bottom-shelf "jack", so no thanks. I don't think the ones with the Jack Daniels' name even have actual Jack in them.

Frito - "Everybody's got a nemesis. Even Maggie has the baby with the one eyebrow."

There goes Prison Wine, always bringing the anal.

Can't it be both?

Jeremy's Iron was an anagram, not a palindrome, right?

YES. I can't stand the show, but Amelie's recaps delight me to no end.

I grew up with a really, REALLY old leather-bound set of Hans Christian Andersen and The Grimms' illustrated fairy tales (think late 19th century printing). Everything about them was creepy and dark and, occasionally, heart-breaking - and they had these odd, lurid illustrations courtesy of some morbid German fellow in…

Is Inside Edition still around? They sure brought the hard-hitting journalism too. I mostly recall lots and lots of stories about Nancy Kerrigan and Tonya Harding. But they were hard-hitting!!!! I think. I was like eleven years old.