While that is a very factual insensitive comment, I can definitely see Plant composing an ode to them.

Maybe it's an Icelandic thing, like they know there's such a thing as warmth, but they don't fully grok it.

That he was watching dailies of Temple of Doom, stoned, and "No time for love, Doctor Jones" gave him the idea for "Ooh mooey mooey I love you!" Fucking Jar Jar.

"Blade II. Kung fu, guns and mutant vampires. I smell Oscar."
- Caesar, The Boondocks comic strip

Pacific Rim was up there with Kurosawa and Shakespeare.

Foul-mouthed Professor Brutenholm; that's why it's rated R. NIce.

Donald Trump, Sr. That's why he hates her.

Hey, Trump told the Chinese to take care of it. It's being handled.

My oldest nephew (who looks quite a lot like Bran), and who's a decent enough kid, is about to hit that pretentious older teen phase. I look forward to telling him that the greatest band in the world was Motorhead, just to see his head explode.

They're fixer-uppers. A little paint, a little infrastructure, you're right there with Sudan, Iraq, the up and coming neighborhoods.

The Rock - Kevin Hart ticket may be our only defense against the Pence - reanimated corpse of Strom Thurmond Republican dream team.

Interviewer: Can you explain this small gap in your résumé?
Scaramucci: I went to this big crazy house, saw an orange guy, and got roughed up. It was like a gritty Willie Wonka reboot. I may have been stoned.

It is, however, preferable that your 3D chess playing experience includes having actually played, not just seen "that one Star Wars episode, the captain got a lot of green chicks, y'know?", and realizing that the new guy in town has been to war, gives three not-a-f*cks, and has already coordinated with security.

Veridian Dynamics. Individuals: we believe everyone is special, irreplaceable, and will follow the thing walking in front of it. That's why we celebrate all individuals, even ones going nowhere. Veridian Dynamics. Because you can't spell "individual" without "Veridian." And "U." And an "L."

Ackbar. Won't fall for any of those reporter traps.

Soccer moms in yoga pants.

No talent ass-clowns? Wait, that's a phrase.

He'll be able to enjoy one of those lovely outdoor tent-city prisons he pioneered.

And we didn't even get a fandango.

Once Trump realizes that this "Beacon of Discipline" isn't going to be paddling White House secretaries for him, he'll tire of him.