The possibility of evisceration kept bringing me back to Television Without Pity, even after they turned into corporate shills.

Ooooh, a sextet of ale!

'Copying the baddie from the previous films'? You sure, man?

Murder one? Even if I lose I'll be famous!

I donate to Flock of Seagulls. At least Phil Oakley is still getting producing work.

Careful, Malky Cabrera. Thinking of the children can get you locked up these days.

Really?
Shit.

*Owen Wilson walks out*

Bieber? Golly!

Are you gonna eat those peanuts?

But how do we know that Eustace Tilley wears pants?

AfterM*A*S*H, people! Do I have to answer everything around here?

At least
they still have rugby to calm their souls and prove their worth as a sovereign nation.

Well, I definitely think walking from Georgia to Maine would make me PO'd after a while.

The impression I got from the end of The Lost Continent was that Bryson (at the time) thought that the biggest problem with the Reagan generation was the absence of widespread marijuana use.

I hereby apologise for my fancy book-learning.

Also, apparently the music is diegetic; people are complaining about the loop getting stuck in their heads.

Webster's accepts both "dildos" and "dildoes". The word also originated in 1598, apparently.

There's another way to do a 1000-piece jigsaw?

Will there be Juggaloes present, for a "Point/Counterpoint" discussion?