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If your sex with Olivia Munn isn't an abomination against somebody then you're just not doing it right.

Go Pack Go! Angry animals be damned!

There's also a bunch of news about plane crashes and the war in Syria.

Mike McCarthy is a reasonably good clock manager but makes up for it by constantly wasting timeouts like an asshole.

I strongly recommend both 'Hardcore History' and 'Revolutions'. 'What's the Point' is also pretty good, as is '99% Invisible' and John Dickerson's 'Whistlestop'.

"And waitress? This time—no giggling!"

The warden singing Dean an operatic birthday song. "For evvveryday is beautiful … when it is your birthdaaay!"

Sorry, I can't hear you over the smell of my Husk Musk.

Yeah, sold a video game to Mark McKinney once. He handled it pretty well. Plus Canadian celebrity is probably a pretty different beast than its American counterpart.

One of the language's finest phrases to mutter under one's breath while slouching away in defeat.

feat. The Cincinnati Kid meeting the right woman and impregnating her with his Cincinnati Seed

Bond movies have always been fools for the latest shiny object, whether it's the Winter Olympics or blaxploitation or drug barons or the starlet from the hit show Lois & Clark.

The only thing I disagree with there is that Roger Moore Bond never seemed super-interested in women.

Not that Skyfall would have been improved by more "hacking" but I was a little irritated by the fact that Silva could apparently just do whatever he wanted—politically, financially, technologically—using computers. It was, in his own words, "Bip! Easy."

It's actually one of the shortest Bond films but the pacing is so lumpy that it feels long. The villain never comes across as a match for Bond—or anyone, really—either physically or mentally.

As I understand it, the producers have never trusted the audience's basic intelligence. If the opening theme didn't have the word "Thunderball" in it all the rubes would get angry and confused, and demand refunds at the box office.

If you haven't, you should look up the Johnny Cash version of "Thunderball". It's like a country & western love ballad to an invincible killer robot.

You're missing out. If you enjoy The Flop House and you don't try at least a couple episodes of My Brother, My Brother and Me you're potentially depriving yourself of something you'll enjoy immensely.

He was also in Dangerous Liasions as an equally unconvincing young nobleman, I believe.

I thought he did a pretty good job. The stillsuits are body-hugging like superhero gear but they're also riddled with switchbacking tubes, presumably to pump fluids here and there. It's got kind of a gross anatomical quality which I appreciate. The only thing is that all the Fremen (with the possible exception of Lady