Sad!

The 'How Did This Get Made?" episode of Crocodile Dundee 3 is worth a listen. The writer of the film joins the podcast halfway through and describes both the absurd creative process of the film, and the legal wrangling he went through with a spiteful Paul Hogan after Hogan tried to steal sole writing credit on the…

I laughed my ass off at that graphic. Two theoretically grown men discussing how detail-oriented a football player is, in their desperate quest to fill air time.

I had always wondered what it would be like after the Internet had a few decades to do its thing, and its rampant toxicity began infecting meat space. A species-wide case of 'garbage in, garbage out.' Apparently, it results in alt-right Presidential candidates, a rebranding of misogyny, and organized trolling and…

That's why you always want to be the guy who bitches about the other people bitching. That's the juiciest plum on the tree.

It was nice to finally have some media that touched on the music and history of the Baby Boomers; a subject that has otherwise gone largely unexplored.

God yes. Feldman isn't the hill I'd like to die on - his arrangement with his 'angels' makes my skin crawl - but I support just about any anti-shitlord sentiment one can muster. Treating rampaging assholishness as a norm, or even a virtue, has turned large swaths of the Internet into toxic waste dumps. The…

Nice! If we're being honest, Whitey's been kind of a dick for a while now.

'The episode with the unfaithful fiancée opens with Nardozza declaring, “Women are robots,” and features him getting raped twice, both times accompanied by hearty whoops from the audience bleachers.'

Honestly, the only reason I opened this story was to look for dark humor in the comments section. So if you'd like to put a face on the problem, look no further than ol' Lord Gaga.

She played the lead, John Luther. Leslie actually has pretty incredible range.

Agreed, although it does irk me slightly that she doesn't appear to have aged a day since the nineties, while I've devolved into a middle-aged pile of garbage.

The fact that there's still a price to be paid for attacking the family of a fallen soldier gives me a tiny, warm glimmer of hope for humanity.

EAT UP MARTHA

Mezzanine was my go-to sex album back in college and my early twenties. If my roommate heard the strains of Risingson through the door, he knew it was going down and planned accordingly. As a record, it's aged amazingly well, given that it's such a 90's trip-hop album on paper.

Mostly because it's only THEIR free speech that really matters. Everyone else is a cuck/SJW/Jewish media slave anyhow, so it's perfectly okay to ban and censor them. This used to make me laugh; I'm laughing a lot less these days.

"The page’s mods later posted a message bragging about how they banned a total of 2,200 “shills”—which makes us wonder if that word now means the opposite of what it used to mean."

Quit scratching your balls and endorse Hillary!

Rainier Wolfcastle's early review of the goggles was less than laudatory.

Conversely, I'm only happy WHEN it rains. Ah, the rich tapestry that is man.