Won't someone please think of the children!

Hey, there aren't any Sephora samples here!

Tracy Morgan is intrinsically funny. To wit: news of his wife's pregnancy is followed immediately with what he had for lunch.

Procrastinaton
Now every time I'm going to put something off, I'll justify it by saying, "Maybe I'll be dead by then."

Nevermind. This thread is now dedicated to the discussion of Gary, the man from the land with no sun.

Chemistry Set?
I thought that "set" was the alcohol distillery. You know, for the martinis.

Also, I would like to conjecture that it was lava. He was teabagging a volcano.

Something, something, something, STUPID HONEY!

Parkour: The Movie?
You buried the lede, Amelie. A movie about Parkour is three-thousand times more contemptible than some guy's fricasseed penis. A movie. About. Parkour.

Ultimate Intimacy
"Ultimate Intimacy" the new line of fine lingerie for women, by James Cameron.

Stop, you're making it worse!

WAAAAAAALLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEE!

In trying to remember that, my mind instead recalled the climatic speech in Team America: World Police. Repressed memories for the win.

Why specifically the Magic Kingdom? That seems arbitrary and unfair.

Oh, snap!

Toast to the Blagojevichs
May all your disgraces be private!

I do hope that Gallagher comes around and offers pointers on how we can improve our commentary.

I thought a better ending for Avatar would be the evil corporation winning and the subsequent carving of Our Dead Presidents in their sacred, floaty mountains.

Oh, right, you yanks call it a sausage in the mouth!

I also enjoyed his plan to capture bin Laden. In a jail OF HIS OWN MAKING!