I'd pay hundreds to be at the induction ceremony, to see members of Limp Bizkit, Loverboy, and 3rd Eye Blind join together to cover Bolton's "Love Is a Wonderful Thing."

Even money.

Attacking Don Henley is campaign gold. He's the new welfare queen.

I'm a vegetarian. And I'm 35. I am neither in the target demographic of this award show, nor of the comment board.

My objection is that he's British, too old, and too goofy looking.

The guerrilla shitter is needed elsewhere. Clearly.

And even though the last season went off the deep end, the finale made up for it. Still among the finest final episodes of a show I've followed — certainly among sitcoms.

I would invest money in that show to make it happen.

Far more MacGruber/advertiser apologists trolling the AV Club than I would have expected.

Crane Kick
for the win! When I saw it in the theater, Daniel taking down Johnny was pretty much the most exciting scene I'd ever seen on film.

Now I have a soundtrack to my drinking. I can't even compose a coherent post to this story, save that Logan Herman has dreamy eyes.

Groan
"entering high school in 1991 and its world of sex, drugs, and alternative rock"

Certainly
Bai Ling is available. The subplot of Sam being unable to tell his parents he's dating an Asian is comedy gold.

I actually enjoyed the first half of Transformers II. Of course, I was drunk, and getting progressively drunker. Ultimately, I passed out.

I hope Mr. Hilton blows his winnings on a lethal overdose.

I would like reincarnated Professor X to meet my 14 year old self on the astral plane so that we could do some fucking rewrites to this movie in an alternate universe. This movie may have never been perfect, but it is only a few, non-special-effects scenes away from going from a D+ to a B-.

Get in my belly
This could be funny if it became less about fart jokes and catch phrases, and more of a send-up of spy movies as originally intended.

"Eternal Flame" the new "Runaways"
The kids demand 1980s nostalgia. A Bangles biopic would rain money on Mila Kunis.

Suicidal Tendencies
I can't remember another instance of comedy making me want to hurt myself, but I looked for something to hang myself from during Will Forte's "Good Job Women." The premise wasn't that funny, and it was the fact it was the 10th dumb bit in an hour that made me really wish it to end, permanently.