Great Job, Internet, You've Managed To Even Creep Me The Fuck Out!

Here's the thread: https://www.reddit.com/r/IA…

P2: Judgment Day

I read this AMA. Best part was a guy requesting to pitch a plot for an episode he and his friends came up with while high on mushrooms, and Seinfeld actually responded, but the guy had already logged off. The shock was that the idea (which he eventually posted hours later) was actually funny. Like, "top 20 episodes"…

C'mon son!

"Sure, sis, you're hired!"

No, not him. The guy who sang lead for the Doobie Brothers in the '80s, what's his name…?

Watch him in Starship Troopers, and you'll see what I'm talk—wait, that's Patrick Muldoon.

I love Jon Hamm, he's top 3 on my totally hetero male celebrity crush list, but Dylan McDermott is Archer. At least physically.

I can work up neither outrage nor outrage at the misplaced faux-outrage anymore. I've been at this Internet thing too long; it's a young person's game.

So, we're just going to lose all of the heroes this year. Great. Just great.

It was the Cold War, and it wasn't exactly the same situation. This is coming from an Elvis fan, btw.

Bye-bye, fucker.

So, uh…nothing on this story, then? http://variety.com/2016/fil…

I'll go to the mat for the first one. It was surprisingly coherent, for a Bay movie. He probably still gave half a fuck what Spielberg thought, at that point.

Too busy to pray. This cube here isn't gonna gleam itself!

Job's a job, dude.

I clicked that "drunken Neville Longbottom" hyperlink and saw the accompanying Newswire was written by O'Neal, and my heart leapt!…

He didn't even try to engage with that flying boat, he just shot it.

Well, at least now I'm sure you're not really Rabin.