I can't muster a lot of sympathy for an individual who drinks that much knowing full well how bad it is for him.

I say it's the methane gas produced from all the BS associated with the royal rip-off that keeps the balloon inflated.

What's that you say Mr. American? You'd rather hang around or globe trot if you had the means than slave away at your thankless job. What a revelation. Shock. Amazement.

Talkie Toaster is the king. Anybody who says otherwise is a Smeghead.

My geek circle is already using "Squirrel!" as an excuse for when we lose our train of thought or forgot why we walked in a room. I will see this in theaters at least once.

Hanging out with stupid asshole, pretending to be someone you're not. Is this not what politics is about? Back to Government class for me.

JVS - snark aside, the song is lovely. 'Sul navi andavi', we will go across the sea etc. But this meaning is obvious to me becuase I speak Italian. Makes me sad if the confusion is that common among non-speakers.

Ahem. Con te partiro is Italian for 'I will go with you'. WTF? Is that the song you play to indicate your murder/suicide pact?

Perhaps for the serious furry, the price is well worth the experience. (ugh, full body shudder)

This is gonna end up in Cosmo isn't it? With 'great tips' for the suffering fashionista about how to make simple changes to last season's clothes and make them 'so now'.

Dangit Broan, now I want some Cane's. Stupid dog and his delicious chicken tenderloins…

I'm interested not for flashbacks to my childhood in Indiana but for beurocracy humor which has become so much more amusing since gaining employment with State government. If it's half as great as the Hermes Conrad stuff in Futurama I'll enjoy.

If that extra pile of money is enough to retire on, count me in.

Lifetime: 'the scorned women's channel'.