THANKS, L.P. Best AV Club column of the decade.

That sounds like something you'd clean a small child's shitty ass with.

Suze Orman's next book should be titled, "Hoard Your Way toward Lunar Bliss: Nine Steps for Economic Security."

My wife always does that. She'll hear a song, about drinking, or gambling, for instance, and say, "How can he 'never stop to ask himself if the gettin's worth the go'? That is so irresponsible!"

Maybe the hatred will end when the last banker is hanged with the guts of the last insurance executive.

Speaking of first, when was the Who's first farewell tour? Was that 1981, when the Clash opened up for them?

No Moon, no Entwistle, no Who.

Fifteen solid minutes of "You Better You Bet," motherfuckers!

My favorite use of the word was when an anti-war MP called Christopher Hitchens a "booze-soaked popinjay" when Hitch showed up hungover at a debate. "Look at you! You can barely keep your head up!"

Like Splint Chesthair, the Simpsons movie made me laugh every time I saw it.

Didn't that kid whose parents sued Judas Priest also shoot his own face off? He should be Oprah too.

Deep Throat has a catchy theme song, but I don't know whether it's available as a soundtrack.

You'd be surprised how monotonous it gets.

The very good soundtrack to this movie is one of those I-can't-listen-to-it-because-it-was-on-the-car-stereo-during-a-car-crash records. I lose the ability to listen to so much music that way.

To continue Sisyphus Phew:

Tiger, Tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the net
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful cluelessosity?

Tiger, I'm not sure where you live, but, um…

If They Might Be Giants are not "quirky," then there is no such thing as quirky.

I hate it when drummers switch to guitar.

When I was a kid, "snuggie" meant when some bigger kid would pull your underwear way out of your pants. Like a "wedgie."