"Stops copies me!"

I'd swat him around, if you know what I mean!

The Great Iowa Marching Band Con of 1912

Should Robert Osborne ever invite you to tour his basement, run.

The Diss….

Fuck. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck and fuck! Fuck, fuck and bugger! Bugger, bugger, buggerty buggerty buggerty, fuck, fuck, arse! Balls, balls…fuckity, shit, shit, fuck and willy. Willy, shit and fuck and… tits.

"Sonsabitches poltergeists!"

Only a passing reference to The Deep? I bet he has some good Robert Shaw stories.

Fun fact: Baruch Lumet played the scientist whose experiments inadvertently created the titular Killer Shrews.

Behold….

Frink's response was certainly more eloquent than I expected. Not a glavin in the paragraph!

Tell that to Winston Churchill, who Good Eats tells me had a recipe along the lines of "Pour the gin while looking at a bottle of vermouth".

"The A.V Club was granted a pair of exclusive clips—the second of which is NSFW"

The Meh Dinosaur (or was that the original?)

Penny Dreadful already did this!

Sad!

John Marshall has made his decision, now let him enforce it.

Those wooden shoes get uncomfortable real quick.

Take another look at the Maryland puzzle and accompanying note.

Haters gonna hate.