Also six.

Ha ha, Monkey See, Monkey Do, by Cliff Crofford! It's from the Every Which Way But Loose soundtrack, and it's about Clyde! It's a great song, and it supports Darwin's Theory of Evolution, unusual for a country song!

Do you know the way to San Jose?

Admit it, you thought Peeping Tom was a vile and tawdry picture.

The Nazis weren't socialists, Dave. I suspect you read the history books up until the point where it revealed they were called "National Socialists" and then stopped right there, your right-wing bile-o-meter satisfied, if woefully underinformed.

Did somebody here just admit to watching that lunatic's show?

A terrible, guilty, time-wasting embarrassment of a secret. But an often (privately) entertaining one. It's a good thing there's nothing else on the internet that fits that description, or I'd never get anything done.

Doctor Strange.

SPLOMP!
I just deja vued all over the place.

Surprise appearance by Nicolas Cage as "The Cajun Brother."

I had a girlfriend like that.
It's really annoying. You can't get away with anything.

Let's all head to the revival cinema for the double feature of all time: Muriel's Wedding and Mamma Mia!

You guys never reported it. It happened, but you never reported it.
I'm talking about the DVD release of Phantasm II. That movie's awesome, and in its many scenes of gruesome violence, it's really quite LeGros.

That's a good summary of my approach to this movie. Life's too short, man.

Watch Clark. I said WATCH CLARK. And watch him good.

The golf clap in Men At Work still works for me.

They're more easily fooled than humans.

Or construct a homemade tank out of junkyard scraps and corrugated metal with rectangular eyeholes cut out of it, like Hannibal, Faceman, B.A. and Wings used to do.

I wish it was A. Wilford Brimley as Liberace and C. Thomas Howell as his boyfriend. B. Traven could write the script.

Bona