I lived in a house where the front door was on the second floor.  It was weird.

Fuckin tired!

June 2011 - edit, oh you weren't talking about Weird Al. nvm

Nothing says "Celebrate the Christmas Season" like Woody Allen's frantic brand of Jewish neuroticism!

You forgot Alpocalypse, mofos.

I prefer films that engage my sense of my body's physical relationship to itself.  END the 5 SENSES MYTH!!

Yeah they probably could have just directly paid gullible people $10,000 each to convert them on a one-by-one basis.

Was that like Girls Gone Wild where they get them drunk first?  Because I can't imagine finding enough people who actually knew what they were doing to fill up 30 minutes without the aid of alcohol.

I've been in situations of quasi-poverty and very well-offness, and I can say that, for me at least, money is not necessarily a bad thing, but it's quite overrated.  Like Bubbles, I like being able to be philanthropic, which is less easy to do when I'm on a budget, but there's usually ways to make up for it…

How about inserting the Sham-Wow guy into your rectum?

And it's the first time in years that San Francisco has a good shot of making it to the Super Bowl.  What happy timing!

I like it for realsies!

Tim and Eric, I honor you and I honor our friendship and I honor our love.

Can I assume this is an ex-girlfriend?

This feature used to be funny, but at this point it is no longer worthy of the AV club.

I'm never gonna wipe my butt, but I will probably go see this.

This sounds like such a shitty show!

There are also some skipping sounds that coincide with close-up gunfire that work pretty well, and "you and me gonna touch the sky" as the two of them go up in the elevator.

Yes. R.I.P. Homeboys in Outer Space (1997-1998)

Actually that sounds like, well, an anti-cling sheet.