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Life imitating art: Madison local TV news has a morning show host who is a carbon copy of Perd, right down to the personality and goofy name. World, meet Barclay Pollak.

The above reflects how much I do not care where he is from.

or "To be Number Two." Amirite, people! OHHHHHHHHHHH

Perhaps they're waiting to see what happens with Chuck Zito's lawsuit against Sutter before cranking up the intensity again. Some say Zito's got a hell of a case.

This would have been a D episode in midseason, forget about it being a goddamn season finale! Shit.

I hope upon hope's hope that this film will be graced by the presence of one Mister Neil Hamburger.

BTW, let me add that I think Opie's rage-filled acting the last couple episodes has been tremendous.

Or "text me a pic of your junk"

Sorry, but I thought Charlie Hunnam's acting in the key Gemma-Jax scene was pure horseshit. First a blank stare into space, then an averted gaze. For me, it was such poor acting it broke the fourth wall and made me start to giggle. Kid's a TV star but he ain't an actor.

Yeah, but if you spend enough at the craps table you get a VIP pass to skip the line and you feel a little less horrible.

If she aborts the baby with a morning-after pill, does it become a zombie and eat her guts out from inside? Now there's a season finale.

Every time I see Hershel on this show, I think of Mr. Fisher, who was GG Allin's creepy, bloviating teacher in Todd Phillips' documentary "Hated." If this link works, I have put their pictures side by side. An eerie resemblance.

Guest starring as "Spot" the family pet: Whitney Cummings' vagina.

Halloween is the sexiest "holiday."

I don't agree with Zack's criticism of the way a motorcycle gang treats women. It's a fucking motorcycle gang — no, it's not, it's a TV show about a motorcycle gang. Some people are like that. A lot of people are like that. All you need to verify this is a police scanner.

Ummm, good luck with the third book. I bought the first one. The second one, I saw it on Saturday in the dollar store … and I didn't buy it.

Glad to know that this show understands its purpose, which is to barely hold our interest with ridiculous plotlines for 40 minutes and show Yvonne Strahovski in nuclear-hot lingerie for 2 minutes. Kaley Cuoco has to be so pissed off.

What about Deadwood? Bring that cocksucker back, motherfucker.

Review with Myles Barlow is a fucking phenomenal concept, very well executed. Don't expect the same here. Comedy Central will finger-fuck and "notes" this great idea to death — regardless of Daly's skill, writing and/or wishes. Only the South Park dudes can get away with what they get away with in the CC vortex. To

Well that's the end of my habit of chewing rusty nails before my period.