Surprised not to see James Patterson on the list—although, like the Spillane example, his co-writer is usually credited.  But as prolific as he is, I can't imagine that he isn't just giving a bare outline and contributing the bare minimum to the final draft.

@avclub-043a5755513643c7f4a9cd35380ec33e:disqus Right? I was surprised the first post wasn't pointing out it was the EB kid.  You and I should go form our own pop culture website. With hookers, and blackjack!  Ahhhh, forget the whole thing.

I remember the glory days, when rappers had hullabaloos.

C'mon Space Pope, can't we just get beyond Thunderdome?

That's right. He's a bad throw-boat, Abed.

@Pgoodso:disqus From what I've read about how the cartels operate, that's probably the most realistic thing the show has ever given us.

Or tattooed pawn shops.

Interns are disposable.

Where does one even get peach Kool Aid?  I would kill a man for peach Kool Aid. I would shank a guy in the exercise yard for some peach Kool Aid.

…I'm not familiar with those, are those made with Cointreau or..?

Hover-parole-boards.

Prisons have bars?  Man, I gotta get incarcerated.

I have @PugsMalone:disqus's testicles in this jar of formaldehyde! Who can bid highest without going over?!

That was before she shaved her head for the role. Now the internet just points and utters horrified shrieks.

He was both Fast and Furious?

This will finally free him up to play Flabber in my "Big Bad Beetleborgs" reboot.

Only our parents' generation can achieve it, and even then only half the time?

Hank strikes me as the kind of guy who watches cop movies but talks over them about how "cops don't really do that, oh, these Hollywood dipshits don't know what they're talking about."  During that scene, he was probably berating his wife for getting the wrong kind of Cheetos.

*sets up a hopscotch game in the far corner*

Not all. Some of them are breast dogs.