It was certainly better in the construction-workers-playing-tools-like-musical-instruments department. Oh, and one episode had them cooking a sandwich with a blowtorch and I wanted that sandwich.

Fenway Stadium is where they got the Green Mobster, right?

Poetry
I learned about a lot of things. Learned
I loved Linda, in those early days,
and just had to listen to the songs to see my life
open up. …

Well on the pro wrestling front, I just discovered Botchamania finally set up a decent website, so that's covered. Drinks are on me everyone.

Internet? InterNOT.

I'd believe it. I've read a few issues from around the time that the New Look Batman premiered and it's fun finding all the letters from people complimenting Kane for his great work and wondering whether Infantino could meet that level of quality. Poor Dick Sprang.

Aquaman is a psychorapist. That much is clear.

But, the Great American Novel? These strips don't do anything for you?: http://goodcomics.comicbook… (scroll down a little)

Anyone remember that Whilce Portacio story in X-Factor that had Apocalypse admitting that the whole "survival of the strongest" mutant thing was a ploy and that he was really an alien space god who needed to use the power of mutants to get back to his R'lyeh and then Askan'i came and then….and then Cable…and then….

Oh Jesus' fuck no! You'll catch diseases that haven't even been catalogued.

Alfred, the true detective
Does the Robinson book include any reprints of his Alfred solo stories? Those are surprisingly fun and I like their shaggier art style.

This opens up the possibility of reviewing reviewers of reviews. And then where are we? What kind of world would that be for our children? No, a line must be drawn, in the sand if need be.

Watermelon to the Face!

He WAS great in that movie. Unfortunately his performance was overshadowed by the eternal debate: awful ending or merely disappointing. Or was it an intentional throwback to 80s martial arts movies? And would that make it less awful?

Easy second
Second, suckers

Follow him on twitter. He keeps his followers abreast of all types of ownage and makes fun of old drunks at bars.

God likes dugs. These were close enough.

Jesus fuck, Andy Pants needs a nap.

People are still arguing about this? Didn't I say you were all high up there? The only thing we're losing is the much shorter and irregularly published Great Job, Internet. My math says profit.

That is exACtly how you play the game. Textbook "Would You Rather?"