This man is a class act. A class act who's not into gay shit.

Ooops.

Beatin' a joke into the ground, that's a paddlin'.

The secret to surviving a walker attack: turn and walk, don't run, in the opposite direction. Problem solved.

Went to see Siren At the Boston Film Festival last night. Robert Kazinsky and the director were there for a Q & A afterward. The movie was alright, but man, here I was thinking I was in this audience of sophisticated cinephiles and these fuckers were asking the dumbest goddamn plot related questions I could conceive…

Jesus fuck. What a week.

Shit.

Did they bang? I hope they banged.

No tower?

Why doesn't somebody pull the plug!

I don't see why geckos can call themselves lizards, but I can't.

It's a racial slur.

I see you trying to bait me, New York Boy, and it's not going to work.

To me, there is no such thing as a secret world of Will Smith, and this blank stare speaks only of a half-bored interest in money.

As long as they're not casting a terrible actor with a dubbed voice for Frank, it'll probably be an improvement.

And we're right.

My first thought, too. Probably not.

I apologize for this fowl comment.

I'm guessing that's because everyone knew that already?

You know a duck is gay if he brutally rapes other male ducks.