It'll happen; they solicited the third print issue in this month's Previews. It's going to lose something in the transition, though.
It'll happen; they solicited the third print issue in this month's Previews. It's going to lose something in the transition, though.
Second for second, the story of Homer and the hero sandwich is my favorite sequence in Simpsons' history.
Homer, have you been eating that sandwich again?
Better than almost every movie I've seen this year.
All I'm getting from the review is that this movie would be amazing if Cronenberg had directed it.
All right, guys, existence is going to end some time before September 2nd (unless they air these things live - I can't imagine them doing that) when reality collapses under the weight of all the mis/redirected ironic hate.
So, you're saying my "Hail the Conquering Sluggo" gimmick account was an ill-timed creation?
Jesus. I don't know which picture creeps me out worse: http://is.gd/xRf454
Then kill Jenna?
They're skipping Colorado. Again. Stupid Oklahoma City.
Batman '66 was freaking glorious. If you have any affection for the show at all, you'll finish it with the theme song and Adam West's dulcet vocal tones ringing in your ears.
This episode did such a great job of predicting how the political discourse in America would disintegrate over the coming years (of course, you can swap "bleeding heart punk" with derogatory terms for Republicans to get the same effect):
The fight in the Smithsonian ranks up there with my favorite moments in any comic, ever. Also, Weird Al's "song" about Madrox.
While waiting on some people to arrive to go to a concert one night, my best friend and I plotted out an episode that involved John Redcorn's father coming to Arlen to get a piece of the action from the casino. He was a perpetual drunk and former alligator wrestler who'd lost one of his arms in the ring. As the…
Gribble. No one's killed you yet.
You'd hope that old adage, "Think before you speak," would also apply to flipping your shit on Twitter.
I'm using that baby in conversation every chance I get from now on.
Is it really fair that we crucify J.R. Taylor for simply wondering aloud what all of us have thought at least once in our lives? I mean, "Where are all my Turkmenistan followers at?"
It's like with Justice League, they were figuring out how to pace things in a more serialized way, and with JLU, they totally figured it out.
I'd just like to take a moment to recognize Mike Farrell's performances as Jonathan Kent. Just stellar.