Dude!  I thought we said no more Journey psyche-outs.

VOLARE!  Voooooooooo-LARE!

Hit television shows don't self-cancel.

If he plays a doctor that mentions "launching monkeys into," anything then that movie is an unassailably non-fuck-giving assterpiece.

Heh, heh, heh.

Deuteronomy reads like the town charter for Arkham Massachusetts.

I'm sweating like Roger Ebert!

Vito Andolini.

"…actually looked like it wouldn't be torture to sit through."

Nolan or Sweded?  Both, in my opinion, transmit that vibe quite powerfully and purposefully, as one of the many implements in its storytelling toolbox.

An excellent choice.  "Sparkling Muscatel," one of the finest wines of Idaho.  *Pops cap off, holds it out to Kermit*  Would you like to smell the bottlecap?

Current NRA Vice President of Promotions.

Fuck Ultimates.  They shoulda gone canon with the "casting."  Dog the Bounty Hunter up there coulda played Dum Dum Dugan.

I wonder if all these, um "actors"(?), as they were suiting up, turned to anyone else in the "green room" and questioned the premise of their gig?

Aldo Kelrast's Brain:  "Wait!  Don't tell them you needed a human shield!  Say something like, 'I was kidnapping the child.'"

Galaga, Lone Star, and Chocotacos.

Ow my eye!  Take it out, take it out!  Put it back in, put it back in!

You two are adorable.

Yeah man.  That was a go-to watch for me in the late 80s, early 90s when it was on every other hour on HBO.  Fuckin' loved it.  Especially his hair.

You know what Freud says about men who play with guns?   They have little dicks.  Little dicks!