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If Jem were a hologram, they'd have to change their name to Jem and the Other Holograms.

See also: the Cowboys in the 90s.

Just as long as he isn't a fussypants.

I don't know. That was a pretty interesting story right there.

To be fair, "brute force" is a fairly common term outside of password discovery, and unless you're aware of the more specific context, you wouldn't even think to research it.

"… a producer named Brandon Parrott is suing Dr. Dre and 50 Cent over the 2003 track “P.I.M.P." (which is credited with single-handedly creating the early-2000s steel drum craze)."

This was astoundingly brilliant:

Oh, hell yes.

I'm not saying I wouldn't recognize songs or whatnot. Just that if I were watching a movie and he suddenly appeared in a cameo, I wouldn't necessarily recognize him, nor would I feel particularly moved by his presence even if I did.

Yeah, but two things: 1) half of Lennon's songwriting team is still alive and in the news and hanging out with Kanye and whatnot, and 2) I don't necessarily mean 30 years from now because it would be 30 years from his death; I mean 30 years from now because it would be 65-70 years removed from his most classic and

Seems quicker just call him Meat Loaf, though. Think of what you could've done with all that wasted time.

I hate to tell you, but not even Bowie is timeless. 30 years, kids are gonna be wondering who the fuck he is.

I don't know what to do about the fact that you're comment sits at 69 right now, and AncientShenanigan sits at 80.

Where in the world are you getting that interpretation? It's pretty clearly a guy singing to an ex who done him wrong.

"Abstractly poignant" is a nonsense thing to say.

If I'm at a funeral, my phone's turned off before I get even one phone call. It's a funeral, not a matinee showing of Zootopia.

They just put out a new album.

That's nothing. My son has exactly one episode of Sesame Street that he likes to watch over and over. The central sketch, or whatever you call Sesame Street segments, deals with a rapping realtor trying to sell Big Bird on various habitats he might want to live in. That realtor? You guessed it.

Why… why would anyone need to pick up their poop? Do theatre people not use toilets?

Stop pandering for the minority vote.