As their tagline confidently asserts, "All food is pop culture" so there.

Plus "Astounding Bear Attacks"

I don't actually care, but that's a fashionable thing to yell these days when talking about this movie.

PRIVILEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGE!!!!!!!!

Charter schools and private schools are still (generally) non-profit so they don't really have much to do with ITT. "Snitches get stitches" shouldn't be expulsion worthy but it is a dumb thing to say.

It feels like every time they run this feature they're doing it with gritted teeth.

Why would anyone send a save the date but not an invitation? That's asking for drama.

You may or may not be right, but you're projecting in the exact same way she was to Beckham.

Die Hard with a Vengeance taught me that Chester A. Arthur was the 21st president.

Don't forget Apocalypse Now.

I'm thinking of Sasuke/Ninja Warrior. The old show never used words like "finals" or "semi-finals," nobody was in competition with anyone other than the course itself (aside from maybe the unbroadcast qualifiiers), and yes, the announcers were a hundred times better. The American version even looks more sterile.

Fun fact: the guy who sang that co-wrote the Spaceballs theme.

So much better. Even G4's localization of Sasuke was tasteful, subtitling the Japanese announcers instead of dubbing in some horribly unfunny asshole, which is apparently what the British version did.

The Japanese announcers in the old show were great. I was bummed when Ninja Warrior broadcasts became exclusively American Ninja Warrior broadcasts.

I remember in the early seasons a woman finished the first round, but I don't think any had finished in the more difficult later seasons.

Violentacrez is gross but I don't see how getting one gross nobody fired/shunned is particularly important. Gawker had one of the lowest batting averages of any publication that had a sizable readership.

Add to her "Stupid thing you incorrectly believed for a long time" question: how that idiom works

Don't Stop Believin' is maybe technically a tiny bit better than We Built This City but in practice is far worse for being a thousand times more ubiquitous.

Plus the ol' N word making an appearance might be a little heavy for Karaoke. That said it's one of the few Bob Dylan songs I like.

Jane fucking rules.