They were good, but damn Netflix. They weren't $20M each, good.

I don't wanna hurt your feelings but the Chappelle reviews have been up for a few days, man.

These are sent directly from publishers to review. Every newspaper or magazine office has a neverending supply of books.

In 2017 I can totally see a Mary Worthless where she gives everybody a reason to kill themselves.

I'm still trying to read the witchcraft on his tie.

This show is boring the crap out of me. Somebody fucking do something.