Better than letting a chick be in charge, I guess.

Little Nemo-type Dreamland, or H.P. Lovecraft-type Dreamland? Never mind, Trump's President, I have my answer.

You can make off with a Lisa Loeb rather easily; they're small, but ungodly chatty.

My first priority in an apocalypse will not be to listen to music, it will be to shoot the bastards still saying "Play some Skynyrd, man!" You have to have a solid starting point to rebuild.

a) "Warmth" is not good for vinyl.
b) 8-track was the way to go.

FMs - F*ck Mags. The officers thought we actually read Field Manuals on staff duty.

"Okay, but just the front four."

You could have your competing families, the Marshes and the Waites. Drama!
You got your human-Deep One interbreeding. Sex!
You got your Esoteric Order of Dagon. Conspiracy!
You got your Zadok Allen! Comic relief!

I thought they were just trying to trigger the MRAs. "Menstruating royalty? Boycott!"

1990s: It's Die Hard! On a boat!
Now: It's Fury Road! At a ski resort!

He had to, Chuck Fairbanks was a shifty bastard. You couldn't sleep around him; he'd shave your moustache.

Via liquid, intravenously, or snorting? I'm pretty sure she was dipping grounds, too.

She'll be dead by human hands two episodes in next season, setting up Clive's "torn between two worlds, belonging to none" conflict.

General: Nuke the entire site from orbit, it's the only way to be sure.
Captain: Sir, that was a movie.
General: A what? And make sure there's no fluoride in my water.
Captain: Those are movies, sir; make believe!
General: My morning SITREPs are not made up! And what's the status on the crew of the Minnow?
Captain: Screw…

So next season will be clashes between human and zombie infrastructure organizations (police and Fillmore Graves, primarily), and Seattle will be blockaded, like Gotham in Dark Knight Rises.
-The 9/11-Bush parallels to Peyton telling Baracus about D-Day were exquisitely subtle.
-Ravi growling, and Liv telling him not to…

"Names." *kills henchman* "Names." *kills henchman* "Names." *has tea* "Names."…

"When it comes down to making out, whenever possible, put on side one of Led Zeppelin IV."

I'm not sold on this, but it's better than Batman v. Superman.

But was the production so bad that it was to the level of "Man, maybe we should have let Lucas do it?" Because that's bad.

Fat, drunk, and stupid is no way to go through life, GJI.