She took the full round of antibiotics and got it cleared up!

Or maybe young Bashir had a highly developed interior imaginary world that his dad misinterpreted as disability. I know that I was stuck in the low class in kindergarten because I had no interest in reading. By first grade, they were skipping me ahead. Bashir's dad is an ass—this we cannot forget.

That TD managed to capture the feel of the Deep South was, to me, extraordinary (and possibly derivative, sure—see Faulkner, Flannery O'Connor, O'Toole, etc.). It's just not something I see on TV very often. Except on True Blood, but I'm not sure if we're supposed to mention True Blood when discussing a prestige…

Annie Edison v. Trudy Campbell!

But…

"Sometimes"?

Nope, not really. Hispanics are largely Meso-American with varying amounts of Spanish ancestry.

He occasionally had facial expressions, so he was a step above Duncan.

Wait, didn't he do one good movie…you know the one I mean…it had characters who sat around and talked about their relationships, and that one soundtrack, and there were mildly amusing jokes…you know the one.

He did insist that "winter" wasn't capitalized in modern American English, though.

Ironically, Megan WAS that middle school kid…

Then why are you always tucking them to one side or the other? And then adjusting? And then readjusting?

Between Justified and OITNB, you may be right.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. You just have to have a good grasp of religious history, know a lot about the geography of Dublin, and remember where DRC lives—then this joke is excellent…

Everything runs better with a dick in front of it! I saw that on a Nature documentary about the Serengeti.

Aaaaaaand this is why I come to the AVC to talk to the women here. Because IRL, you're right—people are NOT interesting.

And I think this is why people are always saying that "X genre is dead." Because movies tend to run with one genre for years, until some new fad hits. So we have dozens of superhero movies and so few musicals, whereas in a decade, we'll probably have all slapstick comedies and no sci-fi, etc.

We're not talking about your weekend right now.

Someday Scrawler—maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of Happy Hour—you'll enjoy a Tom Collins with me.

San Francisco cocksucka!