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To quote the 'Hot Dog' Goofs section:

Don't forget 'Frostbite'!

What is this human emotion you call "a case of the Mondays"?

May you never even get as far as first base with Jenna von Oy.

I don't have anything constructive to add… I just Googled her for the first time out of curiosity and… HOTCHA!!!

How highly are the "X-Men" movies regarded, as Holocaust literature?

Sigh…
Yet another reason to pretend that he returned to his home planet seven years ago… and left only a husk behind.

Failed firsties get down on your knees,
Time for cake and sodomy!!!

Because I didn't know any better, I picked up that 30th Anniversary version thinking it was the original… and dear god, that was a fucking annoying let-down. The acting is awful, and the cuts so jarring (I don't know the original that well, but it's pretty obvious every time the new stuff cuts in). And they even had…

No… our hearts point the way to a sprite of Joe Pesci.

I blame him every time I break into a musical number while vacuuming the carpet.

I swear on all that is good and holy (aka Meg White's boobs) that I overheard someone in a shop this morning proudly telling the assistant their young child's first name was "Rembrandt". Seriously. WTF!? I know it's a real name, not just some random object… but that kid is going to get bullied something fierce.

Get yoga lessons from Princess Superstar! Seriously:

Charade!
I still find it hard to believe that the law is such an ass when it comes to copyright. The film-makers forget to put a "" symbol on their film, and so it's considered public domain!? I wouldn't mind, but it means that the only copies I ever see for sale (in the UK) are really shitty, cheap-o versions. I…

May a crime-solving automaton leap at you from a helicopter.

Comment regarding Orange Crush's enjoyment of the early seasons of "Dharma & Greg", before he knew Jenna Elfman was a Scientologist, removed for fear of ridicule.

It wouldn't be so annoying if the adverts were for something I really cared about… like, say, Meg White's boobs.

If I were a girl, and I had a punk band, I would call it "Drown in Vixen's Urine". I guess we'd be an ironic Vixen tribute act?

Phew! If it hadn't been for that "Chuck" advert slowing me down, I might have tried to post a firstie myself! I'm so glad it keeps coming up every time I try to go to another page or even refresh the one I'm on.