Tennessee Stud?

Close, but Billy was killed by a dying, high school-science teacher.

I mean, I don't even own a television!

Portland Buckaroos trash can! PORTLAND BUCKAROOS TRASH CAN!

Really makes you pensar.

Those things are clutch. I don't even do pork that needs shredding, but I cook a lot of briskets on the smoker, and those things are money for moving 15-20 slabs of meant onto the grill, off into foil, onto cutting boards, etc. Plus … Wolverine.

Holy living shit. Is there an Emmy/Academy Award for opening sequences? Because if there isn't yet, here's your leader in the clubhouse.

Fuck you, The KillingWalking Dead.

Are you sure that wasn't Winston Churchill?

Here I was thinking it was "Question Rick and you get bit."

Well, if she was indeed about to slip into a diabetic coma, she was a goner anyway as the script apparently called for a shot full of insulin. Diabetics experiencing a low need juice/candy/glucose source.

Huh?

That was her audience.

This is the new Norm.

Favorite "D-list writers and director" part: Travis, Mr. Conscience, is the last car out the community gate and drives off, leaving the damn thing wide open. Good luck, neighbors!

Oh, c'mon! There's plenty of room in the back of the windowless van for everybody!

Vatican Child Wings

Ya, ya-ya!

I've tried to get co-workers to "pull my weight for me" but HR always winds up getting involved.

I saw Stiff Little Fingers.