Damn … you called it.
Damn … you called it.
Nope, which is good because children might be watching.
Congressman Risch: "I'm going to verbally blow you over your concise legal writing, and then lecture you on the difference between 'hoping' something and 'directing' something."
You forgot to include the "Sent from my iPhone" portion of Ameduri's email.
I want to thank you for giving a voice to the voiceless men who will be deprived of the opportunity to see a handful of screenings for a film that will likely premiere in over 4,300 theaters.
Legal and profitable … women like to workout without getting intimidated, ogled, harassed, or assaulted.
… the implication is that women will enjoy the movie more fully absence the presence of men
His response was fantastic, but there's a better (and more beautifully succinct) example of this type of line:
70mm gives you more of him to love.
There are some spectacular videos on YouTube of Ru during the 80s/early 90s (some homemade videos from a friends, and a couple of local cable TV spots), most of them in New York. Different era, but Ru was always the same.
He still has the greatest head of hair … at least of any director.
Bullshit … that's how I feel. Total fucking bullshit.
The collective fumes from Axe body spray and beer farts would kill everyone in the theater.
Or the time that the cops knew that Internal Affairs were setting them up.
I like her and she'll be better for leaving.
I've always loved Zappa's "City of Tiny Lights" solo.
TON … yankTON! I HAVE IMMUNITY FROM SUCKING.
Yelp sucks. So does Yale. If you're associated with a four-letter "Y" word, you suck.
…but simply asking her not to text in the movie isn't really asking much.
… juh-stis …? What is that, some sort of exotic fruit? Never heard of it.