That counts as the West!
That counts as the West!
It's tempting to say the West should get out of the Middle East altogether, but since its situation is mostly our fault, it's probably not the right call.
I am shocked and appalled that tonight's Final Jeopardy was a triple stumper.
What time is it? Debate Club time!
At the wrong opinion store!
Sadly, neither candidate offers us someone to vote for who possesses a fully functioning brain. Sad!
I will be no such thing!
I couldn't finish your post because I sincerely can't believe Trump used the snake story.
Oooh, that's a good one.
I'll go the opposite-of-there and say Michael J. Nelson was the first-best host of MST3K!
You bet! Although has there ever been a Broadway category that didn't include Chicago?
A compelling game of Jeopardy!, along with a panini for dinner and a stellar epsiode of Supergirl, really did a lot to turn this day around for yours truly.
Hey, Debate Club. Funniest movie scene, go!
This is worse than when Mike Pence hated Mulan!
Delightful.
As a Christian, I believe that every person is capable of redemption, but I'll be a son of a bitch if Trump doesn't make that hard.
Look, you can keep e-mailing him all your fanfics as much as you like, he's not going to read them in front of an audience.
Gogo is just basically Chigusa-Lite (I mean, I assume Tarantino's love for Battle Royale is what inspired him to create Gogo in the first place).
I remember saying when Les Miserables came out that I wished Tim Burton had directed it.
She spends the majority of her screen time doing a somewhat cartoonish English accent too. (This was a similar problem with Asa Butterfield and Chris O'Dowd, who seemed to be putting more effort into their American accents than their performance!)