Gotta be honest, I feel very uncomfortable whenever Firefly fans get indignant that their show isn't a Lost Cause narrative. That's true plot wise, but it certainly feels like one to me, nonetheless.

Ah, I could listen to his O'aka XXIII for hours…

Fallout? As far as any lords are concerned, Littlefinger had to ride back to King's Landing in the dead of night to deal with a "hoor" problem at one of his establishments. And with Winterfell being short on grain, a sudden influx of meat for the pies will be much appreciated.

The funny thing was that, in the end, there were no actual double agents, just ones who went rogue/into business for themselves and Theron's triple agent.

"Slow to?" He still hasn't done it!

Don't worry, it won't be available to you for the time being. You'll have to watch it on the Space cable network, or possibly streaming on CraveTV, if they offer it.

Why start now?

Actually, Trump supporters are the true cucks. Insofar as America, liberty, and equality are their "spouses" and they have invited Trump to fuck over said spouses.

Then where was she when WB was casting Wonder Woman?

I think it was the publicly checking into Foursquare or whatever with "At a meeting" at the exact time and location of the discussed meeting that really threw me. Preemptively denying yourself the "I wasn't present" defense?

I doubt he even cares. It's all about siphoning more of the rubes' money directly into his pocket.

No. Communism was just a red… herring.

Or its remake, starring Samuel L. Jackson and Ryan Reynolds, in theaters next Friday, brought to you by Lionsgate Films. Lionsgate: Better Movies, Better People.

Actually, I've found picking up DVDs at Walmart usually unlocks a version on their streaming service anyway. Amazon does the same for CDs.

Well, the Russian bot admitted, "Its public knowledge, by everyone including the liberal press, that Russia hacked the DNC," and that was true.

I just assumed it was a joke about the fact that all the musicians in Westeros only know two songs.

I know I wouldn't want to mess with a tattooed Marine sniper with 25 confirmed kills.

Ahem. Argo fuck yourself, thank you very much.

I really want to believe that this story ends with an ex-spook named Christopher Steele beating a gang of Congressional aides bloody with a steel-handled walking stick, while wearing a bowler hat.

Neither will the fetus. (shudders)