Sweet No Fun from Kingston!

The whole movie was worth it though, just for the single scene that shows all of 'Up Top's' sewer system emptying out right above 'Down Below's' orphanage.

@avclub-cfe912f5cb3aa572bd1c9ae2a9b82207:disqus   It is true that your anecdotes tend to be fairly tit free.

"I call this following five-hour jam 'Nuremberg Lies'."

Low-brow I'm okay with.  'Ten greatest robot farts', and such.
   It's retroactive pederasty voyeurism I'm uncomfortable with.

"Q is for qurantine.  It means, Free ice-cream!  C'mon in!"

When I was working at a co-op a woman who came through my line informed me I looked like Tom Petty.
   I informed her that perhaps she was deliberately being cruel, but that wasn't a compliment.

You might not get that comment so much if you didn't also wear an orange fur smock.  There might be a bit of an associative property at work.

I wish I could plan my explosive diarrhea and pass-out sessions with such clock-work precision.

That last letter is a chimera of depressing anecdotes.  The willfully submissive and fatalistic attraction to a never-met internet bigot kind of breaks my heart that the person is so painfully young and/or insecure that they couldn't envision anything better for themselves than this.
   Though the race concerns may be…

Facebook hasn't worked out all the bugs with it's gift purchasing feature yet.

This is the cinematic equivalent of a pale, flaccid penis served in a limp, water-logged taco shell.

Well then, I guess less is Moore and Schaal's well that ends well!

If you were really committed, you'd make this post take up the length of this page.

 Way back when, I got their weekly telegram.  It cost a nickel per, but I was making good money castrating hogs at the time and could afford the indulgence.
   Every night at home, I'd scrub off the blood with a heavy dose of borax and sit down to read the latest goings-on in the world of moving pictures and sound.
   "…

I shall be serving my signature dish of a Veggie burger cooked in the toaster, served on half a bratwurst bun with a squirt of ranch dressing.
   Total prep time is forty minutes, including the time spent restlessly opening, staring at and closing the refrigerator and every cupboard in the kitchen in a half-hearted…

@avclub-14e4cee178d88fb9aa346dbcc11f2873:disqus   Maybe it was Sith bacta?  That shit's got to exist in a video game somewhere.

Finally I'll get to see the climactic battle between Obi-Rock Kenobi and Darth Crater!

I'm embarrassed to say I had no idea Bowie did vocals on Province, and I've listened to that song a stupid number of times.
I remember a rumor that Bowie wanted to be cast as Elrond in Lord of the Rings, I believe going so far as showing upon costume.
Obviously Weaving is fantastic in the role, but it's mighty…

When in g_'s name is Susanna Clarke going to write another novel? It is the rare author that I say the world would benefit from more of her work. Granted, Strange took a decade to write, but if she never writes another book, (not including her vignette collection), I'll be really sad.