The less-interesting guys from Pearl Jam lite, the warbling asshole who wangsted in my ear when I worked in a strip club in 2000, and a casino in Biloxi Mississippi? I literally can't imagine anything I'd rather do less!

It's a profitable enterprise. They've velociraptor rides this year.

What, did Jake Fogelnest huwt yo widdle feewings?

Oh, thank god, backlash. Can we do Game of Thrones next?

I don't know that Seinfeld really counts as a comedian so much as the person to whom the giant balls of syndication money are rolled.

Jesus Christ, do hack comedians have a raffle?

The god damn Virtual Boy gets beat up by the Train with Square Wheels and The Hula Hoop That Gives You Syphilis.

25 years I've been waiting for a robot to jerk me off. Being a grownup sucks, guys.

The robot sucked, but the little battery-driven thing that spun up a gyroscope/top for you provided at least as much fun as the Nintendo itself.

Well the Shouls are fools, I say! FOOLISH SHOUL GO BACK TO SCHOOL!

WE CAN BOTH LIVE, GIANT MONSTER! WE CAN BOTH LIVE!!!

But enough about O'Neal. Let's talk about Justin Bieber.

@avclub-2ebe3bb8363c914bcd4b3e1f8395f9ff:disqus Even if that's the case, the poors serve entirely at the pleasure of the aristos, as Cornelius Agrippa discovered when he put his hands on Florence Nightengale. I think that the showrunner whose name I forget (I'm bad with names) thinks that he's portraying some sort of…

Well, I also hate it. A period piece has to do a lot to win me over in any circumstances because I do think the costumes do a ton of the heavy lifting. Perhaps because I live in the South, though, I see the results of the veneration of inequality every damn day, and my reaction to it is visceral.

I don't agree. The (admittedly limited) group of fans with which I'm familiar seem pretty bamboozled by the pretty beaded dresses and outRAGEous hairstyles into thinking that this period in history would have been pretty fucking sweet to live in. They don't consider that the odds are almost certain that their…

The servants are portrayed as helpless simps who need the hand of the lord of the manor to keep their lives from completely falling apart. That show's Tory bullshit of the highest order.

The brave people of this land are not truly free until every inch of our beloved soil is purged of Celine Dion. 1,000 years worth of blood is worth this noble goal.

The week after, "Songs Which, While Using Nautical Imagery Generally To Convey The Turbulent Emotions Of Young People in Love, Reference on Occasion Specific Ships and/or Types of Sailing Vessels We Could Only Think of Two Please Help"

They're English aristocrats. There's a good chance that the inbreeding has given her a condition that causes ultra-thin skin, or that the need to bathe in virgin's blood to keep her muscles from turning into bone, or something.

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