Yeah, did the AVClub editors realize they were bodysnarking on the fat he/she, and decide to change the picture?

Plus, you would take all your CD's, put them in a 128-CD CaseLogic case, put it in your car, then have it ripped off, allowing thieves to easily steal thousands of dollars worth of goods in a convenient, easy-to-transport form.

It also bedeviled many people who were trying to skip "U Can't Touch This" on "Please Hammer Don't Hurt Em."

Fuck that.  You and your friends could record fake radio shows with them.  That rocked.

I'm here because I got a "Vag" alert.  Imagine my disappointment…

wo beat you to it by 19 minutes above.

I had the Rambo video game for the original Sega master system.  It was an Ikari Warriors ripoff.  The first level had you in a POW camp, shooting gooks (it's okay, you could say that back then… it was a different time… 1989).

His son!  "Shit my Rambo Says" this fall on CBS.

Rambo!  Starring Dack Rambo… as Rambo!

What's THAT "B" for?

Yup.  I know a guy who STILL has the number, on a cellphone.  You can turn it on, wait 48 seconds, and then start fucking with people who call. 

There is, but it doesn't have a liquor license.  So it's a BYOBABQBBQ.

Those assholes in Union Square are always almost running me over — and none of them seem professional.  And I certainly don't expect to find love with one of them.

Walt Jr. isn't around because he's out smoking blue meth with his friend whathisface that called him up to go out and party.  That's will be one of the final reveals of the show.

THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!  Or something. 

I was hoping it was the adult actress who did pieces for Playboy's "Sexcetera" and starred in "Hot Springs Hotel."  And had a talk show with Dr. Drew or something.  She was hot.

I want Hank to remember the gas mask from the high school from season 1, and realize they still have the native American janitor improperly imprisoned.

Have an A1 day, motherfuckers!

"Honest to blog."
"Home skillet."

What about that box of condoms?