come friendly bombs…
…and fall on Slough! It isn't fit for humans now,
There isn't grass to graze a cow. Swarm over, Death!
Come, bombs and blow to smithereens those air -conditioned, bright canteens,
Tinned fruit, tinned meat, tinned milk, tinned beans, tinned minds, tinned breath.
Mess up the mess they call a town- a…

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cutting edge pop culture opinion.

go away, gray man.

hahaha, "good afternoon General Petraeus." what kind of fantasy world does Jeff live in where divorcing Susie is a swift and painless legal proceeding?

fuck, this show came back SHARP. Larry's on point already this year. if Leon somehow manages to survive this impending move, things will really be looking up.

"oh my GOD, withthetwoayous!" Pamela Adlon is the sexy Susie Essman America has been waiting for.

this show is worse than moronic, it's redundant. YouTube and Break are free, and the only smug douchenozzle making unfunny comments over those videos is you.

Chris Hardwick is lame as fuck, he seems pretty proud of himself for being the second most recognizable host on that high school class project version of a TV network. aim low and achieve, that's what Granny Hardwick always used to say.

Larry David is the only person keeping Louis from being the funniest person on TV, and that's only by the slimmest and constantly shrinking of margins.

kinda lowbrow, but you're on the right track.

although the misspelling does workingclass that shit up a bit, so maybe you still win.

your use of "Fauntelroy."

that's because being condescending about pop music makes you sound like a dipshit. ergo…

slight reservations
wasn't really sure how Bourdain would handle himself in the big leagues, but he's turned in some really strong work. he's got a great feel for Jeanette, and even though the kitchen scenes have really stood apart from the rest of the action, you really get a sense in the streetcar how the loss of…

alright guys…
how can we make this festival smell even worse?…

this is why Savage Love needs a comments section.

I'm gonna give that fuckin' scumbag a serious headache. May God strike me dead if I don't waste him…

soul apostle
it's a pretty deft piece of business what the writer's have done for Sonny this season. who knew all it was gonna take was a couple weeks on an oyster boat and he'd come out the other side newly palatable? the reflected glow of Antoine Baptiste is awful powerful, but it appears to have worked an actual…