Evander Colostomybag

Hyundai, the sports car for the discerning spy
I don't even enjoy this show now, and yet I still watch it, due to some perverse need for conclusion and closure. I was able to stop watching Monk.. something's wrong with me.

*insert hatred of Sarah Vowell's voice here*

The dude. is. creepy. And it's adding up to more creepiness.

I saw the fuck out of this movie.

Hah, you have a point. I may be able to enjoy them, but I still get that eye-roll every now and again.

I'll add a spoiler, after watching more than 10 minutes of handicam footage: IT'S REALLY FUCKING VIOLENT.

Desperate female masturbation
Mulholland Drive did it better.

Oddly, I would get a bigger kick out of calling Mad Men's Pete Campbell's Father-in-Law "Clarissa's Dad!"

Is there something I'm missing with the Truxton Spangler? Some reference that those with a degree in film or literature pick up on? Or is it just an awkward-ass name that seemed so awkward as to suggest an anagram?

Two more anagrams:

TRUXTON SPANGLER
Is an anagram for "GRANT EXULTS PORN".

Cool it, Daddy-o. Her gams can razz my berries as much as the next cube, but you're acting like a goof.

Women be shoppin'.

Bazing!
I'm officially giving my Burned Out Notice.

I lol'd at this one more than the last couple. And I liked the last couple.

I have to file a complaint
This season's Top Chef has been pretty bad after their best one, and this season's Hell's Kitchen has been it's best after a bad one.

A friend of mine who has worked with Nelly says he is a cool guy.

Justified justified its existence immediately with its opening scene.

The fucking Catalina Wine Mixer…