I almost made the same mistake as Rabin, but I put the TV on mute, so I missed half the episode instead of the whole thing.

@ mad:

After reading Rabin's synopsis, I might have to see Against the Dark just for the craptacularness.

Looks like Louis Armstrong and Man-Thing had a love child.

I too was guaranteed that The Exorcism of Emily Rose would scare the shit out of me. It didn't even jar loose a trickle of piss.

The Haunting In Connecticut:
Lazy title or laziest title?

::tips his cap to Mrs. Non-Gorilla::

@ justpassingby: bittersweet, I'd say. Like tears on Turkish Delight.

Tough Love:
He'll die alone. So, you know, don't take it too personally.

Unsheathe Thy Sword.

Truly, a glorious failure.

Spine…all shivery. What's this I'm feeling? Is my heart beginning to thaw? ::burps:: Whew, no. Sorry. I had a piece of BBQ chicken stuck in my throat.

To me, The Simpsons is like an old friend I used to hang out with all the time and with whom I have great memories, but it knocked up some poor gal and married too young, and so it got old and boring way before it should have.

I didn't have anywhere else to put it! All the Tupperware is filled with blood.

Oh God damn it. That was my gazpacho!

There's a moratorium on self-klaaging.

She's casting a spell. Duh.

Oh, I see.
So you just, pop it, lock it and polka dot it, right? Fantastic! Excuse me for one second, would you?

Bourbon rocks.

"I'm not drinking the backwash."
Atta boy, Chang. You're the fucking boss around there, and don't let those chuckleheads forget it.