The title has two things wrong with it.

Nutella
Fuck yeah.

That was the Mod Squad, dumbass.

They are both movies.

Rolling over in her grave.
Paula Deen must be rolling over in her grave.

Mary Brown's, suckas! Everyone knows the best fried chicken comes from Newfoundland!

I'm also in the "watched it 900 times as a kid" camp. One of the best Saturday afternoon movies ever. Throw that on with an Under Siege chaser and you're having a time, boy.

Crokinole?

jugular vein.

Ted Danson
I'm almost 70% sure I saw Ted Danson pulling out of a Petcetera parking lot in a smart little silver convertible about three years ago in bumfuck Ontario. Close to 70%.

Blast!
I was really hoping the new show would feature Harry Knowles and Armond White!

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planet of the apes
The best review of that movie came from Geoff Pevere at the Toronto Star, who hailed it as brilliant and gave it 4 stars… and then renounced it and said he was tired or drunk or something when he watched it, and admitted that it truly was a hunk of shit.

Yeah, well, pussy doesn't care for you, either.

hmm
Custard Pie Appreciation Consortium?

It's a pretty amazing film, but stacked against No Country, it loses miserably.

True Romance is part of Tony Scott's early, minimalist phase. Like Top Gun.

I watched it last night and it was a pretty big snoozefest. It's at least half an hour too long, and the framing device really is laughable. It's fairly entertaining in it's early chapters, and it's always gorgeous to look at, but ultimately it just seems like a whole lot of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

Webbies aren't prestigious at all.

Plop!