Get out of my masturbatory fantasies.
Get out of my masturbatory fantasies.
As long as you killed it in the cruelest way possible.
Man, what a nutball. Just a big, shaven-headed ball of nuts.
Monkeys are awesome and you are history's greatest monster.
Maybe you should go down to his fix-it shop - and fix him.
How can you not like such a gritty show?
Does seem strange.
I don't get to sleep with Myrna Loy, you don't get a room full of Astas. That's the way the cookie crumbles.
I thought Britpop came straight from hell. Guess I learned something today.
Ah, we just go back and fill up again.
Reality Bites was a far cry from awesome.
It's also adorable that she thinks MC doesn't know exactly what she's doing.
You'd have thought Yoko Ono would have just disappeared from any kind of art or music scene the day Lennon died, since she was the Susan Alexander to his Charles Foster Kane, but she just won't fucking go away. I think she must be the antichrist.
I love Harry Dean Stanton, but he really didn't get into the spirit of the thing, did he? No offense to you, Will, you obviously did your best. Jesus Christ.
"The Flaming Lips and Yoko Ono performed on Letterman, and it was super weird"
Okay, I have to admit to not understanding that crack story. So, they went out to get some weed and ended up in a really bad neighborhood buying crack and neither one of them wanted to be there or wanted crack, so they ended their marriage?
Point of order - this is not a Firefly news update.
Sounds like it's going to be a little racier than the American version.
Nothing stops this train. Nothing.