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So for the same demographic essentially.

Betty Hansen, one of the accusers, when asked on the stand if she had wanted Flynn to undress her:

Betty Hansen, one of the accusers, when asked on the stand if she had wanted Flynn to undress her:

@Santoshjs:disqus That Goodies sketch disappointed me when I finally looked it up on You Tube.  I was fully expecting to die and I didn't.  Now I'll have to fall back on cyanide.

@Santoshjs:disqus That Goodies sketch disappointed me when I finally looked it up on You Tube.  I was fully expecting to die and I didn't.  Now I'll have to fall back on cyanide.

Trivia note: this sort of actually happened to the young Peter O'Toole, in his first play.  The line was supposed to be "Dr. Ostroff, the horses are ready!"  (I gather he was a servant in Uncle Vanya.)

Trivia note: this sort of actually happened to the young Peter O'Toole, in his first play.  The line was supposed to be "Dr. Ostroff, the horses are ready!"  (I gather he was a servant in Uncle Vanya.)

Fuck!  I always heard that as "fame," which I always thought made it a really interesting line.  But I just listened to it again and it clearly isn't.  Pain?  Fuck pain!  Fuck John Lennon!  Fuck!

Fuck!  I always heard that as "fame," which I always thought made it a really interesting line.  But I just listened to it again and it clearly isn't.  Pain?  Fuck pain!  Fuck John Lennon!  Fuck!

Jack Perkins of Biography!

Jack Perkins of Biography!

Vinyl.  My family owned hundreds of weird old records that I listened to over and over: Tol' my Captain, a collection of chain gang songs; Yma Sumac 78s; a collection of bawdy folk ballads recorded sometime in the 50s that was actually pretty dirty; Calypso Christmas by the De Paur Infantry Chorus (a personal favorite

Vinyl.  My family owned hundreds of weird old records that I listened to over and over: Tol' my Captain, a collection of chain gang songs; Yma Sumac 78s; a collection of bawdy folk ballads recorded sometime in the 50s that was actually pretty dirty; Calypso Christmas by the De Paur Infantry Chorus (a personal favorite

I would argue that Lennon's own words from another song, "God is a concept/ by which we measure our fame," manage to suggest something perhaps complex and at least rather interesting about religion in one line, which is more than "Imagine" quite manages.  It's not the Theory of Relativity or anything, but it's an

I would argue that Lennon's own words from another song, "God is a concept/ by which we measure our fame," manage to suggest something perhaps complex and at least rather interesting about religion in one line, which is more than "Imagine" quite manages.  It's not the Theory of Relativity or anything, but it's an

Christ, if only.

Christ, if only.

Carson's famous post-mortem on Chase was that "he couldn't ad lib a fart after a baked bean dinner."