I DEFINITELY give Jeff's muscles five Meowmeowbeenz.

Let's at least take solace in the fact that they could have called it "301" but they didn't.

Pretty sure it was Bush Sr., but yeah, awesome.

Of all the complaints that I have with this movie (Patrick Warburton yelling), Ty Burrel's voice ain't one of them. It's not perfect, but damn it is as close as we could hope for.

Quiet, you.

If he asked if I'd like to play again, I'd certainly pick "yes"!

Oh what? He's gonna have wacky character actors in a colorful setting? Is it gonna have an old timey charm and also utilize like…I dunno, paper cutouts or a doll's house or something? I bet there'll be kids that act like adults or something and a unique and cute way of talking for everybody? Huh? That sorta thing?

About halfway through, with the teleporting thing, I honestly expected the ending to just be Crowley taking off the Thinman mask and saying "Sorry boys! Just love killing people! So sue me!"

So that was….definitely a soul in that briefcase, right?

Wait. They pay him in Ford Focuses?

Oh! This is….actually something I'd like to do. Thank you, the A.V. Club!

Yeah! I heard about this! Apparently he burned all the Kickstarter books? Does this finally break the trust America had in Kickstarter?

I'm not sure when it happened, but What's on Tonight has gotten pretty damn fun to read.

I'm having a really hard time conflating the bar-raising/arrow-shooting metaphors going on in this review. I am pretty sure those are two different events there.

Your nightmares are weird if they're like this.

It was a little quick, and lacked the beautiful heartwrenching songs that mark most of the other Ice King episodes, but DAMMIT I JUST WANT SIMON TO BE HAPPY!

I love it when attractive people are funny!

Hey, does anybody here know what the chicks will do when they see Greased Lightning?

God dammit. You're exactly right. Everybody remembers Bill Murray for basically being the wacky guy, but Harold Ramis made the straight man equally funny.

Wait. Scratch that one.