Speaking of stealth, let me tell you about Sneak n Peek: a two-player hide-and-seek game for Atari. Player 1 picks a spot in the house to hide in (under the bed, etc.), while Player 2 turns his back. Then Player 2 has 60 seconds to check the five hiding spots in the house, or whatever it was. It was like playing…

I had this game back in the day. It sucked, to be sure, but I appreciated that I could actually get to the end of it, and feel some sense of closure or accomplishment. It didn't go on forever like most Atari games.

Also, animals (and children) are regarded as pure and innocent, so it stings a bit when we see them abused/killed on TV. Not so much for adults. That truck driver who got mauled probably had it coming.

Same here: it's kind of spooky how my left hand can do it perfectly and instinctively, but my right hand can't do it at all. I'm sure anyone could do it with practice, but who's got time for that?

I was on that guy's side when he was disemboweling people with his homemade bear skull killing machine…a man's gotta be himself, right? But then he hurt that sweet little doggie! Motherfucker!

Quitter.

"Great job" seems to mean an inane accomplishment that's still kind of impressive, in terms of man-hours spent to get the result.

That is twice as amusing coming from Millhouse.

The heavily decorated doors phenomenon probably has more to do with profs really not giving a shit about decor, as so many of them spend merely a couple of hours per week in their offices (because they have to). "Some postcards of James Joyce and Virginia Woolf…a few quotes from Chomsky…boom, done." Given how so…

The film also wildly misrepresents American turtles' skill at speaking English, riding skateboards, and performing martial arts.

I'm not going to read that spoiler. I'm actually choosing to be ignorant about real-world history to make my viewing of this show more fun. Sad, I know.

What's that giant, slightly scary drum-shaped thing that they serve in Big Night? I want that.

I'm very sorry the government taxes their tips, that's fucked up. That ain't my fault. It would seem to me that waitresses are one of the many groups the government fucks in the ass on a regular basis. Look, if you ask me to sign something that says the government shouldn't do that, I'll sign it, put it to a vote,…

Everybody Hates Anubis

A cameo is (by definition, right?) a small appearance in a film by someone who's famous and instantly recognizable. Hey, look, it's Alfred Hitchcock riding a bus…Stan Lee as a security guard…etc. If no one knows who you are, then it's not really a cameo, in the classic sense.

Gibby Haynes is also in Dead Man, for two seconds.

Along the same lines: Strawberry Alarm Clock in Beyond the Valley of the Dolls.

If I buy Skittles at the grocery store instead of the movie theater, my choice might displease the theater, but it makes the grocery store happy. So, either ethics doesn't enter into it, or it's an impossible ethical decision, where you screw someone over no matter what you do.

It's no more unethical than chewing gum in school, which is against the rules, but not wrong in any meaningful sense. Though if you bring in stinky food that would gross out other patrons, that would be unethical.

What if I'm buying my snacks from a mom-and-pop grocery store that would go out of business without my patronage? I never do that…but that's not the point! Why don't you care about them?