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Mother should I trust the Führer?

That morning smoke lasts until just before lunchtime, which begins my marathon of irritation until I return home and can make the general anger dissipate once again, in regular three-hour intervals or what-have-you, until that bedtime smoke you mentioned.

I think you mean "both obviously."

Don't worry 'bout,
Don't think about,
Hunger Dunger Dang n' just spit me out

HUG PEOPLE
BUY STUFF
STAY IN SCHOOL

Jesus does EVERYBODY.

This is the same jagbag that has the Dr Pepper commercial, right?
"Let's have a real good time, let's have a real good time!"

Me too!  Disc one went right back in the box and was returned to owner after episode one.  Not for me, it's best to nip these things in the bud. 

Cool your jets, turbo.

El Pollo Loco:

I was at Sunday's game too!  They actually looked good.  And yeah, i had been "dinking fot" a long time prior to seeing this episode as well.  Needed a re-watch today to remember a lot of key points.  This show is fantastic.

I'm interested to see how accurate that GPS tracker ends up being…like suppose that it shows that Walt took it inside the restaruant before actually placing it on Gus's car, thus proving that Walt was lying about "just making sure it's secure". 

"…for insurance purposes."

I'm under the impression that Hank's big moment here has already reached its apex, and from here on out this evidence will fall through the cracks of a system that is already benefitting too much from Mr. Fring's contributions to use the prints against him.  Those dudes have already been bought off, no doubt in my

Choke-INNNN!!!!

I'd blast her teapot, if you catch drifts.

I said I wish I could go back in time, put some money on the Cubbies!

Damn, I always miss my pointless opportunities to shine.

Ugh, I'll take the crabjuice.

I'll always remember the Hideout because that's where I got slapped in the face on the dance floor six years ago. Things were going great, she seemed to really dig me, but she had mentioned that she was tired of one night stands and just experienced a crappy one recently, to which my drunken idiot brain decided to