Several months ago I was in a cab driven by a guy who looked exactly like the animated Gary Oldman/Bob Cratchit from that Jim Carrey atrocity. He spent the entire 30 min ride talking about his gambling habits. I'd imagine moments like that were the reason for the invention of Google Glass.

Last month I was having a "discussion" with my wingnut step brother and I said "democratic party" to which he smarmily cut me off with "you mean democrat party?" I responded with, "No. I speak english, not Limbaughese." Oh, if only I had a photo of his expression.

This blows my mind because this philosophy indicates that these people don't seem to give a flying fuck about future generations of their own bloodline. "If god wants my great, great grandchildren to have clean drinking water, he'll make more!"

I'll be there opening day with a bag of Rhesus Pieces.

I met a woman from Fargo who proudly refuses to watch the Coen film because "it makes fun of us". I didn't feel like trying to explain that none of the characters are from Fargo, that it's just the opening scene and blah blah blah.. It was clear her mind was made up.

And the devil appears. I was just going to ask is anyone read or recommends this book.

Shia's defense lawyer is taking notes.

"sinus cavity full of blow" would be another selling point.

The fact that you were downvoted for that oh so controversial opinion made me laugh heartily. There's an upvote to balance the scales.

You have to ask her dad.

Easy there, Ms Kelly. Pretty sure Mike is declaring war on his fanbase, not Christmas.

I miss Prodigy's "Frank Discussion Board". It was like the sexual Deadwood of the early internet.

I've always thought Whitney's insistence on always being in character was exhibit A on his sheer contempt for his audience. As if they're all children who still believe in Santa. Even Paul Rubens and Jim Varney did interviews out of character despite being childrens entertainers.

In other words, "Walk the walk"? That's too much effort.

Not really, but if your grasping at straws for an argument….

It's going to be Crowe. You know it. I know it. Sir Ridley knows it.

The necrophilia angle was unexpected.

This leaves a funny undertaste in my mouth.

More like "The 12 Rimjobs of Christmas".

No jokes about her dying after seeing the new Sound of Music? It's like I don't even know you people anymore.