And by that, I mean Leibovitz. Dammit.

Tells me Annie Liebovitz has decided to do this for every single show on television, for as long as it takes to get herself out of debt.

It's pretty obvious, from the way the characters' gazes are positioned, and the choice of clothing colors, and the number of bare feet shown, that Big Pussy is gonna turn informant and get whacked by the end of the season.

My biggest fear is the opportunity to repeatedly punch Stephen Baldwin in the face.

Fucking MAGNETS!!!

Truce
One thing I think we can all agree on:

What's a ranga?

I like the idea of another great ATCQ album, but they're like… 130, in rap years. A Chuck Berry comeback is more likely, I'm afraid.

2PAC
His posthumous output has gotten a little stale.

Johnny Cash shot a man in Reno but fled instantly.

Mine is the reincarnation of Mohammed as a caucasian atheist who enjoys the occasional ham sammich and hasn't gotten around to changing his Obama-style avatar and probably never will.

That's Mohammed the Red, fearsome Viking warrior.

ALEC: Billy, get rid of the "Seaward."
STEPHEN: I'll leave when I'm good and ready.

STEPHEN: Believe me, I didn't do much sleeping. God spoke to me last night.

Brother Salsa, I appreciate your exceeding faith in the Almighty, but this is Brother Stephen we're talking about.

GEORGE BLUTH:
Faith is a fact.

On that note:

…and Lord, please soften the heart of the 7-Eleven manager during the interview, that he may overlook the fact that thy servant Stephen is woefully underqualified for the position.

Don't you fuck with me!

Hi, I'm Brandon Tartikoff, Chairman of NBC Entertainment. And I've got a hit idea for the new fall season: