Mr. Hellman and I have this argument rather often, and I always feel pretty shitty after saying "Yeah, I really don't care." In my defense, Mr. Hellman can get a little overexcited and likes to give frame-by-frame recaps of episodes of shows he loves that I don't. So, after 15 minutes of listening to him describe an…

@avclub-e57f718840a576abbb40a7d046c4e3b0:disqus it's called listing to music, douche. Besides, it's a whole lot better to be bored for 45 minutes than to endanger other peoples' lives, to say nothing of your own.

Doesn'tmatterwho.

I personally never got all the love for it. I think it's boring and not at all funny. There are other USA shows that I like better.

They don't really cover punk at all. They will cover hardcore, though.

I abhor most fast food but ADORE T-Bell. Like, seriously. They're amazing. I know everyone will hate me now, but I can't hide my love away anymore.

Oh, god, Wallet, that is so effing true. One of the many reasons I refuse to date Jewish men.

Metalsucks is pretty civil, as commenting communities go.

Metalsucks is pretty civil, as commenting communities go.

I'm still bitter because I entered the contest and suggested "poutine" flavor, which makes total fucking sense considering they're both fried potato products. Then they come out with this shit? Chicken and waffles? Fuck you, Lay's. Fuck you.

Requiem for a Dream. THE RULE WORKS!!!!!!!

Okay so, Cougar Town is pretty good, but seriously, what the FUCK have Courtney Cox and Christa Miller done to their faces??? Why is it now considered better to look like a plastic mold than an older woman? It…makes…me….so….angry…GRRAWRRRRRR!

More Than Words. AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHH.

I WAS JUST THINKING THAT. GRR

Woohoo!

Where's @dikachu:disqus when you need him?

You're welcome! If you want a great poetry anthology with some of the greatest poets and poems ever, you should check out the Norton Anthology of Poetry. Well worth the price, I had to buy it for college, but so rich you can revisit it again and again.

Wait, what? Was there a post here before yours that was deleted?

I know you all, and will awhile uphold
The unyoked humour of your idleness:
Yet herein will I imitate the sun,
Who doth permit the base contagious clouds
To smother up his beauty from the world,
That, when he please again to be himself,
Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at,
By breaking through the foul and ugly mists
Of…

Just reading your account brought tears to my eyes. A true poet til the end.