Anyone disparages "Videodrome", I WILL come and puke on your car.  Fair warning.  I remember having a huge boner for Deborah Harry as a kid, and begging my parents to let me see it.  Instead, I got "The Fox and The Hound".  Eww.

Oh yeah, totally freaking terrifying.  It made me cower in front of my VIC-20 for months.

I'll touch you bro.  Just point on the doll…

Your argument is certainly unimpeachable sir.

'74 dude.  My only goal at this point is to go to sleep, and not wake up.  Stay in school, kids!

Oh. Don't kid yourself; it's absolutely your mid-life crisis.

Wait, there are girls in the AV Club???  (Smooths hair, straightens tie).

Sweet BOC mention.  My approvals of AV Club writers are few & far between, but I wholeheartedly endorse this column.  Fun story: Someone once broke into my car and stole my boom box.  They actually removed the cassette of "Revolution by Night" before stealing the boombox.  RIP Lanier.

I think 1983 was the year I first jerked off.  It was to Phoebe Cates in "Fast Times at Ridgemont High".  It was an awkward ride home with my parents.

Well played, sir.

At least Stinson's still there.

Your unnecessary vowel inclusions are telling of your culture & heritage, Madam (the term "Madam" is entirely a presumption on my part, I might add.  If I am mistaken, I offer my apologies).  My apologies for Americans' apologetic attitude toward awful Bonds.  Brosnan, Craig, Lazenby…all terrible.

I'll admit, I have more respect for Connery as a balding, paunchy middle-aged guy playing a lethal killer than Craig or Brosnan ever did, but Moore was far more paunchy than Connery (and pushing far past middle-aged, into retirement-aged, actually), and still handling the Bond role respectably.  Connery could hardly…

Yeah, semi-autos will jam at the drop of a hat (literally, if you drop your hat, it will jam).  Never field-stripped one, but I've heard AR-15's are notoriously difficult to clean & clear.  And really, if you can't get it done with one shot, you probably have no business doing it in the first place.

Also, my endless love for Duran Duran makes "A View to a Kill" as one of my favorites.  Not to mention Tanya Roberts' tits.

Greetings, fellow Traveler.

Such a vitriolic response was utterly uncalled for, sir.  I would surely not be averse to a reasonable discussion of such matters.  However, if we should require it to sink to the level of fisticuffs, I am certainly able to fulfill such needs.

Flatfish are pretty cool as well.  You can slice their heads in half, and they'll just grow two new heads.  It's the animal world's ultimate "F-you".

Cuttlefish are pretty cool as well— the hypnotizing color-shifting is pretty terrifying.  The Filner-recall petitioners are reminiscent of the mollusk prey who become paralyzed by the color-changing.  Sit & watch…it's pretty!!!

Recently found myself in an altercation with an acquaintance over Glock 9mm (model 17, I believe) vs. a S&W .38 Special revolver.  My argument: "The Glock's a plastic gun. I can pound nails all day with my .38, and it still won't jam".  Another attempted to brag about his AR-15.  I calmly attempted to explain to him…