They let that dog outside in that Snuggie and a sparrow flew down and beat the shit out of it.

Met Adam West in person once. Everything I knew of him leading up to that meeting made me think he was a pretty cool dude who understood his fame was mainly the result of his campy TV persona. However, he was sort of dickish and wouldn't even sign an autograph. Maybe he was having a bad day but it was disappointing.

I keep it simple and run my theremin through a simple old pignose. Chicks go fucking bananas.

You know who's fantastic?

I'm surprised this guy hadn't heard of Mel, he's got a bad reputation, like sometimes he'll just go nuts… like right then ha ha!

I'll disagree.

He can be funny. He also hasn't missed too many meals since those MTV days.

Poll Wars: Episode III - Retrieving My Shit

That's a myth! A myth!

Amazing!

I can see myself casually watching a film and assuming this guy was George Plimpton.

Toddlers & Tiaras

Nooooo! She's mine, all mine! You can have Racquel Darrian.

Now you leave Christy Canyon out of this!

Apparently, Bart Got a Big Online Advertising Budget to Blow on the avclub.com.

I tell ya there… there were these two old guys ranched up together, down home. Earl and Rich. And they was the joke of town, even though they were pretty tough ol' birds. Anyway they… they found Earl dead in an irrigation ditch. Took a tire iron to 'im. Spurred him up, drug him 'round by his dick 'till it pulled off. …

:: shrugs shoulders ::

Bob Seger.

Smoke if you got 'em

I gave myself an enormous inseam and a martini. Then I strolled in and fired your asses.