I have no expectations of you at all. We've never even met.

This is what the IMDb is for.

Meanwhile, Kerry Bishe is screaming into the phone at her agent: "I had a prominent role in last year's best fucking picture Academy fucking Award winner, and now you've got me in a movie with Adrian fucking Grenier? Where's Ari fucking Gold when you need him?"

How about Jenny Hendrix?

Since when does the Cookie Monster talk like Jar Jar Binks?

Really? I can't debate this? Because I'd kinda like to.

False comparison.  Republican/Conservatives say the things they say in an effort to make what they think are cogent points about things they believe strongly in as a way to govern the whole of society.  This guy is talking shit about some TV episodes.  And he's trying to be funny while doing it.  In my opinion, he…

Nice grouping.

Everything is possible but nothing is real.

CGI creation Jar Jar Jenkins.

I remember this schtick from the late 80's when Kevin Nealon used to do it as Mr. Subliminal.

It equals Rhinestone, because that's the cinematic equivalent of taking a FIST right up the ole Paradise Alley.

I am insane.

Yo shut the fuck up, Chico man!

You misspelled 'from'.

It's charitable to call what Chuck Norris does "singing".

There's yet another incarnation of Bee Gees that doesn't get much attention; their Australian years, before the production got super lush and the balladry got extra somber.  A lot of this stuff is weak to dismal, but there are a couple of notable tunes.

There was also a pair of Steptoe and Son movies from around that time that I got from Netflix.  (Had heard of the show but not seen it, was curious.)

"I ain't got fruit in me loins.  Lice, and proud of 'em!"

Mac and cheese?  No, that is clearly a plate of Goldfish crackers.