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Vladimir Pootin
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I assumed a Prada bag.

I still find myself watching subs as the quality of actors used in Japan is much higher than in America. I'll even include the few releases that have big name stars because a lot of times a film actor just doesn't have what it takes to bring the emotion and range to an animated character. There are exceptions but at

And remember, only take what you can handle, and always know your dealer!

Kiss the pan!
Pan kisses you!

Next time you'll get more than a dildo in the head!

How cynical of you! I'll love that girl with all my heart for the entire 10 minutes.

I know what you mean, Frito. There have been times when I was in love and all I got out of it was a thousand yard stare.

Pit Pat!

I have a bunker underneath the Kremlin specifically for that possibility.

It brought tears to my eyes when Idi Amin did that heartfelt rendition of "MacArthur Park"

I'm paid handsomely to be confused, thank you very much!

My belief in the power in the human spirit
goes to 11!

I've had a giant crush on Kate Beaton ever since a comics industry friend sent me a link to her site. My history minor has had little use until I read her comics. Since then my girlfriend sent me the Napoleon eating cookies t-shirt and I wear it proudly, much to the confusion of others around me.

and pantyhose!

I don't know but I'll bet $5m was Pelham's craft services budget

"When you talk, your mouth looks like a cunt moving"

I can see you from here!

Wallowing in sick
"capitalize on his brand potential"
"forge partnerships"
"take that synergy to the next level"
"establishing a destination"
"seizing opportunities and making a difference"
"transform a name into a product"

And before I get any Alaskans all upset, I was referring to Wasilla. My Alaskan friends tell me that Wasilla is someplace you go if you want an ass full of buckshot and a drunk hick telling you " I thought ya was a moose!"

It's the result of living in an inhospitable, isolated, ultra-redneck wasteland that makes Bumblefuck, Arkansas look like Paris in the spring.