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Retired or not, I hope we're still getting that Porco Rosso Spanish Civil War sequel.

John L. Sullivan vs. Andre the Giant who you taking?

"PABST BLUE RIBBON!"

Nuh-uh!

Every Spanish person does it in book form!

I miss Keith Phipps.

Perky Johnson: Monsters of Seamen

The important thing is not to accidentally ask for a "Percival Jackson." You might confusing the two things once, but you'll never make that mistake twice.

Holy shit, I need to go back and check that, but I'm going to give you a "like" on credit right the fuck now.

Aw, heck. Big ol' Hatred's got lots o' love to give!

Hmmm… [wanders up to piano, begins banging out a jaunty little tune]

Dermott seems to be smiling a bit more this season, doesn't he? He's still a mouthy, posturing teenager, but now that he's found some people willing to put up with him and is a bit less of an outcast, you can see a decent kid underneath.

Three rare, wonderful sights, if you count Radical Left.

Maybe his estrogen's out of whack, but ol' Sergeant Hatred has become downright nurturing to the boys.

Really I think it's just yet more fuel for the argument for hour-long episodes. Almost every night it's 44 minutes' worth of plot stuffed into 22.
…Actually, doubling the amount of animation would probably mean a twice as long break between seasons, so nevermind. I'm not waiting four fucking years for season six.

The bursts of hyper-competence Gary's been having since season four sometimes make me forget what a dork he is. A gloriously unselfconscious dork.
Also, "guy watching from the bushes, you make us into men. Should I get some lotion or do you want to use blood and clown paint for lube?"
Hank and Dean aren't the only

Still kicking myself for missing the U.R.G.H. shirt. C'mon ebay, take my money already.

Somehow, I think he might actually approve.

Funny, I read Gravity's Rainbow first, and V. later on. In the end I loved Gravity's Rainbow more (how could you not), but I breezed through V. and it struck me as a solid novel, especially for a debut.
Of course while I was reading V. I was constantly comparing it to Gravity's Rainbow and watching out for the Pynchon