Where it's either a bunch of dudes or a bunch of cows.

Where the hell does Kenigsberg get off stealing Dowd's signature rating (the C+ aka "The Dowdy") while freighting his review with a marked lack of snakry condescension

"I don't know…James Franco…sounds."

Pickled herring, or fresh?

Yes he was. And he thought his lovers were "composed of many nice parts" as well.

yes

And she was stupid enough you could imagine getting her to screw you by convincing her you were Charlie Sheen wearing a disguise.

The A. V. Club

Ah yes, the "Dahmer Method" of assessing feamle beauty…

And vice versa. And I think Jennifer would have to get in line.

THO? You mean PHO? Why would Jennifer Aniston be wearing Vietnamese Soup?

You people make me sick.

Crispin Glover is more tolerable than Ryan Reynolds.

The Dirty Dutchman? I thought that was the same thing as an Alabama Hot Pocket except you use salad tongs.

Maybe it was Gene Shallot?

Stranger Than Paradise meets Sex Drive?

You mean like W.W. and the Dixie Dancekings meets The Man With One Red Shoe?

Poor rubber-faced string-cheese-eating Dana Hill who should not be confused with Data Plato but still is.

My conception of the Universe does not allow for "Ethan Embry" and "fans" to be used consecutively. That's like saying there are people who liked Empire Records.

Yeah Amy Schumer really makes me want to prop up one of her sketches and insert my own dialog, if you know what I mean…