"Giant" is only a classic because the three stars are so, so very beautiful. If it had starred anyone else, it would only be remembered as that Boring Texas Movie About Obnoxious Whining Millionaires Who Really Have It Tough.

Clinton's budget surplus was a Bubble. Clinton repealed the Glass-Steagall Act, the last remaining hallmark of the New Deal, on the advice of his Treasury Secretary Robert Rubin, who, after the repeal, quit the treasury and went to work for Citigroup with a $15 million per year salary. Citigroup was formed by the…

I DEMAND TO SEE ITS BIRTH CERTIFICATE

Yep.

God, I love the Scent of Gun Oil. It smells like Key Lime Pie.

You want a little blob squishy baby skin? I can get you a little blob squishy baby skin. I can get you a little blob squishy baby skin by 3:00 this afternoon. There are ways, Dude. You don't wanna know. Fuckin amateurs.

Babies don't need your fuckin sympathy. They need their fuckin Johnsons.

That's not what your Mom said!

Tugger? I hardly even know 'er!

De Niro!

I think jazz is one of those things that has an instinctual appeal. You either like it immediately or you don't. I can't recall personally ever encountering someone who really truly "learned to like jazz" on the same level as a genuine jazz fanatic who always liked it, always understood it. I've met lots of people…

Get over your fuckin harmony fixation and get some motherfuckin rhythm!

David Carradine doesn't knock, so you'd still have cause to worry.

^And have them be lawyers this time.

THe only thing I remember about that movie was that F. Murray Abraham was one of the pirates and James Coburn had a cameo as a traveling salesman who mentioned that he was going to Sodom because business was good there.

Maybe he should go rescue his daughter from Candyland instead.

Ho-ho, here we go!

And there's nothing smug about nearly spraining thine eyes whilst rolling them, is there?

You mean Barbara Seagull.

He looks weird as a yellow-eyed Norse god, too. And the Wire was only ho-hum.