Pffft.  Damon's VPIP/PFR was 78/54, which is totally unrealistic for HUNLHE.  At the casino, his 3-bet % was off-the-chart, his FTS was 80% (good luck with that!) and his range was totally unbalanced.  Typical Hollywood nonsense.

Chemin de Fer, actually.  But basically yes.

In 1998, when this movie was released, the Mirage was the shit.  There was no Wynn, Bellagio (or Bellagio had just opened), Venetian or Aria.  Mirage used to be the mecca.

She has terrible judgement.  I mean, letting a dog on a white couch!

Stop saying rubber!

Donglover never gets old.

We need QUINCY!

Because if you are going to market a product to hipsters, you have to make sure it's got some authenticity.  Rick Ross can be a fake; hip-hop audiences stopped caring about authenticity years ago.  Lady Gaga can be a contrivance; pop/dance music audiences don't give a shit about keepin'-it-real.  Avril Lavigne can be…

You should read the Internet.  It's very informative.

The only part of that film I remember is when Hulkster's victim defecated on himself.  I assumed the film was financed by a coprophile.

Doesn't Kanye himself have a song "Ain't Nobody Gonna Retard Me"?  Or something.

Plus, it features a retard.

—"Mr. Z. Motherfucker, it's time for your full-body seaweed-salt scrub."

I hear the cry of Puma Swede.  Turns out it was another window open in my browser.

I find him most irritating when he's trying to justify his ridiculous belief in a magical man in the clouds.

Actually, most Internet denizens and blog readers probably know it as the Sullivan piece, and have no idea it was actually published on tree-pulp byproduct with the masthead "Newsweek."  I had only the foggiest idea of what anachronistic magazine actually published it.

They were totally gonna go, but VanDerWerff is scared to be seen in a bathing suit.

While I loved the HDTGM episode with Taylor, it kinda came across as two high-school nerds who finally get to hang out with the fratboy jock.  And several of Taylor's comments bordered on misogynistic.  I was actually wondering if that's why June Diane wasn't on the show.

In the immortal words of George Costanza: "Because it's on television."

Don't piss on my leg and tell me it's raining murderous blows upon my head!