I didn't know what a crumpet or what cricket was when I was six, but I absolutely knew that line.

Not only can I recite the lines from this movie, I can also sing the song from the Pizza Hut commercial at the beginning of the VHS:

One nation under Dawes.

The Marcels - Blue Moon at the end of American Werewolf In London.

That would still be unanimous, just in the opposite direction.

I will call it a Roller Board.

Hover Boards are not made of wood!

It would be really awesome to take apart some rollerskates and attach the wheels to the bottom of that.

I think we have a troll in our midst.

Well, fuck me.

Nicki Minaj is the black version of Lady Gaga's watered-down female version of Marilyn Manson.

I love that you filter someone else's suicide through you're own experience of feeling "depressed as shit most of the time," and assume that what you have gone through is comparable rather than considering the possiblity that maybe you have only dipped your toe into despair.

I don't know. Von Trier is at least capable of sympathizing with women while he drags them through hell. Peckinpah seemed to view them as little more than a reality he had to deal with, didn't quite understand, and which presented the possibility of some rape.

I would say Vincent Gallo, but apparently his actresses are DTF.

Dawes would never do that.

Bon Iver? Are you kidding me, there are going to be girls at this party. Pull your head out of your ass.

Oh thank heavens

Why can't I access that Dawes article above this one?

So where/what are the sexist criticisms of Lana Del Rey? Have I just been reading the wrong publications?

Sex Panther,