Don't call me Guy, Ritchie.

Obligatory ESL rant by Tarkovsky's Former AD in the which of he is condemn you ugly Americans you do not know what film is! You sit there, you have popcorn. Obligatory lament on the farce that is your politics, and you think this Obama-God will save you! Your minor celebrities, including this Boner, they are not…

Obligatory YouTube link:

Not quite. He uses a pinch at the end instead of a swirl.

Worse, santos:

You don't know what you're missing, Grey Man.

That's hilarious.

Hey now!

He sure does play hard to get.

I'd Park in her Vicious Circle.

Which brings up the question:

My boss is an Irish postal worker.

Wrong, Jim.

I LOVE (GWYNETH PALTROW)RY MUSIC
Take an informal class in Vogon poetry. Go sailing. Ride the lightning. Create a seven-course meal and invite your friends, William Joel and his lovely ex-wife. Take your vitamins (in suppository form). Cherish the quiet, tender moments of the day. Drink a pint of horse semen. …

I'd Hook 'er.

I don't know about you, but:

They stole that line from Jesus.

Also, "Mmm-Bop" has aged surprisingly well.

Also, remind your dad to see me as a person.
Not just a black man.

Also, I fucking hate "Sex and Candy."