Actually, if you're lucky, you'll get a fairly decent orgasm.

Interesting. I wonder if the two combatants took a lesson from that episode and applied it to women?

No Hillary will embroil us in WW3. Donald will just strip us all of our dignity. And possibly our IRA's.

Dude, we need to talk. For five cents I'll refer you to a real doctor. I mean one that'll help you pull your head out of your ass.

No, but AIDS can get ya, if you're snortin' with non-Catholics, Sister.

Sucks to get older, doesn't it?

Shit, at my age, I'm lucky if I can party past 9 p.m.

I don't get it; you got disqualified for touching your opponent's shoulder? What did you touch it with? A machete?

If you're a man, then congrats on finally coming out.

This is why you don't want to eat too much liver, especially wild game liver; it's the primary storage area of B-vitamins, an over-consumption of which can lead to toxicity and not only do a cha-cha on your own liver, but cause a fatal arrhythmia. It's a real good excuse to tell anyone who tries to force…

Maybe they'll give her a belt to hang herself while she's in prison.

As much as I like Daphne Reed, she just seemed to have too much, I dunno… dignity, I guess is the right word… for the show. Janet Hubert is more of a physical actor, which worked very well for a comedy show. But she could also do pretty good drama, too, when it was called for. But it was also fun to watch tall,…

An excellent question, considering some of the drivel to which they've become so slavishly devoted. Besides, they review B99 and It's Always Sunny, and this show is every bit as good as those two, so why don't they, then?

Speechless is one of the best - and funniest - shows on television today. If you're not watching it, you should. Minnie Driver is an absolute riot, and CY is right; you kinda do fall in love with Micah Fowler.

Race With the Devil is still one of the scariest films, in my book, even if it is 40 years old. Especially those last 20 seconds or so…

Hard to believe that she's staring 70 in the face in a year or two, isn't it?

I wouldn't watch that show; I've lived that show with that worthless, pitiless, dickless shit heel I used to be married to.

You said it, Pud.

How many nickels do you have? I can pencil you in at 9 a.m. every day for the next three years. Or until I'm dead, which ever comes first. (Any cracks about "coming" and I'll raise my rate to 10 cents.)

I'm gonna up-vote you, but only because you threw a chair at yourself and saved us the trouble.