Okay, so as a big fan of the book series, I've been purposely tempering my expectations - knowing that this movie adaptation was a fools errand at best (the series is just too epic for anything less ambitious than a big-budget cable channel series).

Being a little baby? You have clearly never worked in TV news. Or you were the producer for this segment. The human condition on display here is exemplified by a veteran expert in his field who's likely dealing with rank-ass amateurs, and has had enough. It proves the old axiom about the human condition that you are…

Not a huge fan of Popeye's chicken, but those chicken waffle tenders they had earlier this year were like chicken crack tenders. They came with a little tub of dipping sauce that was basically maple-flavored butter.

More like algae. I like green tea ice cream, but a recent sample of green tea Pocky was just gross.

Hydrox was the original, and had a much harder, less delicious wafer. They've made a return in recent years to cater to the nostalgia crowd.

Oreo eaten by itself; agreed. But dunked in an icy cold milk with the proper level of saturation - transcendent.

You've got universal health care - you'll be alright.

Sprite peach is my jam. Coke-mix machine exclusive. I'd definitely buy 12 packs of that shizz if it were at the store.

Pretty sure that's what everyone calls 'em.

If you put a blindfold on me, I wouldn't be able to tell the difference between unicorn and lamb. It's kind of a texture thing.

Still waiting for my ennui flavored Oreos… Oh well, I guess it doesn't matter.

…and the results of your paternity test are in. Salvador… You are NOT the father!!! The real father is the Ghost of Vermeer of Delft Which Can Be Used As a Table!

If Gabe Kaplan ain't there. I'm out!

First off, I had no idea OReilly was working on a game. Animation fans; If you haven't treated yourself to "The External World", please do so. It is amazing.

And then they wonder why the "Hasty Pudding" troupe has been so bad lately.

Go fuck yourself!!

"I don't really find it funny". Yeah, the joke wasn't for you, you two-bit fuck-faced sorry excuse for a human being. Go fuck yourself with your mom's dick.

Guilty as charged. IRL - I can't stand guns, or more accurately, the kind of white, pick-up-driving, confederate-flag-waving a-holes you see at gun shows; you know, the kind of right-wing nut job who still thinks Obama and Hillary are coming for the keys to his gun cabinet.

Big Head and Jian Yang consistently make me laugh the hardest. I just find Ehrlich to be cringe worthy.

I'm hoping he jumps on a plane to some exotic tropical isle, in search of some weed with mystical, legendary properties. Once there, he takes a poison blow dart to the neck, after trying to tell some angry natives exactly how he intends to harvest their crop for his own financial gain.