Those slutty, two-timing cells.

Holy Can-Your-Career-Get-Any-More-Pathetic, Batman!

Beefsteak Charlie's, pal. All the beer, wine and sangria you can drink.

This cup was broken March 20, 1969 in Gibraltar when John married Yoko.

No plot? "Sink battleship". "Talk to spirits". Plot galore.

Taking Care of Business from beyond the grave.

Charles II of Spain would disagree.

It doesn't say "Hobbles". What the fuck?

Yeah, we don't much cotton to wordplay humor here at the AV Club.

He's very lithe… very graceful.

And he's ALREADY working around the clock.

Scotch and cynicism are perfectly respectful after 1 pm.

American Graffiti

I don't like the sound of these 'ere boncentration bamps.

Shouldn't he have wished for MP reunite?

"the much-hyped bought between Floyd Mayweather, Jr. and Manny Pacquiao"

Let's light this candle.

There is a difference between a POW camp, whose internees are military personnel, and a concentration camp, whose internees are civilians. Andersonville was of course a terrible place, partially because 1) standards of treatment of POWs then was shitty in general, 2) the Confederates lacked for supplies and transport,…

Goering is forgotten?

Sir, I give you Showgirls.