To be fair, both Ward and Carlos have plenty of time for it.

And he can't stay up past nine…

I though War Pigs was about Kelly?

Or maybe it's about fuckin' up some wigged out space freaks!

He's a Goddamned esthete Goddamnit!

I had a girlfriend once who, during sex, would scream METAPHOR and not much else. But she was a good lay so I always enjoyed seeing her.

I understand that within the AV Club, the C+ has become known as the "Dowdy."

If this movie has Matt Damon eating cat food, I'm fucking in.

The AV Club
Where all summer shoot 'em ups come with trenchant social commentary or they suck.

@avclub-22eda830d1051274a2581d6466c06e6c:disqus but Hardy has to say - right after he kicks his hotel room door in:

Yeah Joe Perry always shits on the carpet.

He's talkin' about Franco Harris, dude.

There once was a Shia from Nantucket
Who got lost of roles but said fuck it
And cried with a sneer
"I'm an artist, you hear?"
"Respect my process or go suck it!"

ROBOT? ROBOT? HOW ABOUT MECHANIZED SYNTHETIC HUMANOID SIMULACRUM, DICKFACE? HOW DARE YOU QUESTION HIS ART!! HOW DARE PRETEND TO UNDERSTAND HIS PROCESS!!

Why don't you do it in the road?

But they have their suit jackets on. That's what makes it an office.

The ONEALINATOR.

*Anthony Weiner inserts topical antibiotic on his joke here*

Yeah, @olumide:disqus but the moment you walk by some cubicle and the guy's watching gay scat porn on his computer, that thing's gonna come out whether you like it or not.

You know, she can call it Ray, or she can call it J, or she can call it Johnny, or she can call it Sonny, now she can call it Junie, or she can call it Junior; or she can call it Ray J, or she can call it RJ…but she doesn't hasta call it Johnson.