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I will always be a Ginger man. Married a redhead and everything (not because of any association with the Spice Girl).

Great call. He's got flair and gravitas, with just enough buffoonery.

"Everyone pretty much imagined her naked all the time, and this is as close as we could get in a network photo shoot"?

Ha, got me. I meant Corolla. Definitely no panache with that model

Gangs is the other go-to for me in terms of being miscast. He wasn't necessarily bad, just not believable. Again, everyone around him (well, almost everyone…Diaz, cough cough) was perfection. He finally aged into his roles with Departed, where he was supposed to be what, 25?

I've known a few pro football players, and quite a few more college ones, and from what they've said, once you get beyond the head coach and primary coordinators most of the position guys are idiots. A former colleague was a D1 tight end at a major program, and his job on a certain play in practice was to pancake

"Box Office Poison"

Douchebag??!

Even the local preacher at Jackson's church is on the take, collecting $$ from his congregation to pay for Jackson's legal defense then channeling it to the NAACP in return for a cut. The NAACP doesn't care if he wins or loses, they just want their lawyer to try the case for publicity. Other than McConaughey and his

Brolin and Malkovich are in this too, right? That may be one of the most pissed-away casts in recent memory.

I had one that Nike put out, which held about 30 songs. I expect most people over about 12 remember setting their computers up to download a handful of songs off Napster, Limewire, Kazaa or whatever and then leaving the house in the hope a few would have made it while they were gone. A 50% success rate was huge.

What's ironic though is that in 1997 we were several years into the post-Soviet peace dividend, economy had been good for about five years…looking at it then she sounded whiny; looking at it now, absurd. 90's were a pretty solid decade.

King of the Hill was about the most pithy commentary on Americana you got at the time, the good the bad and the ugly. It made fun of everyone but had genuine affection for its characters, so it never came off mean-spirited. I highly recommend it.

I always thought it was Dennis Franz's ass that did the trick, much like Temple of Doom and PG-13

There's a reason Toyota used such a distinctive design for the Prius, and it had nothing to do with functionality. Originally it was proposed as a hybrid-drive Civic, but where was the branding in that?

I'm going out on a limb to guess that Mills Lane is the only boxing ref anyone would recognize. Throw in Michael Buffer and you've got yourself an event!

No quiero taco hell.

Always up to something, aren't you Crane?

I took my son to Universal Orlando a couple of years ago, not long after the Harry Potter stuff opened, and was completely blown away. It took Disney's legendary attention to detail to another level. Butterbeer was actually very tasty (if sadly non-alcoholic), the rides were fun, and there was almost too much to

Damn, that's pretty edgy for SNL.