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Eradicator
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Yeah, what he said. What the fuck? I just want to see my reviews.

If you haven't seen this little gem yet, now's your chance:

She's also so happy because she can't have kids, but she is psychically bonded with a pig that can. So it's like she's holding her daughter. Unless that's what you meant.

This brings to mind a thought I'd had while reading all those books: Probably hundreds of breasts lovingly described, each with their own distinct personality and realism. But not one description of female buttocks. Unless someone can correct me?

Tippecanoe and 40,000 too!

I love that picture.

The Elvis version of Battle Hymn of the Republic ("American Trilogy," more accurately), however, might be an awesome choice to make babies to. I'll report back.

I saw it and it was awesome

I saw it and it was awesome

Is it the singularity yet?

ECHO!

The whole Alcide and Sam sub plot ends with a shrug. Nevermind. 
Also, Sam could have just said, "You want a beer?" You know, like people talk.

Watching this movie was like getting a handjob you didn't really want, but you give in, because, what the hey, hand job?

YOU TAKE THAT BACK

First, I'm gonna copy some text from a facebook friend's post:
"I grew up in a family of machismo having hunters and police officers. My house prior to the divorce and the endless downward spiral in my family, was full of guns. My uncle owned the only local gunshop for about 30 sq miles. I did not then, and do not now,

Yo.

She also went into a war zone and tracked down a band of outlaws to get this kid. My credulity at this little subplot snapped a while ago.

Roooooooose

Thank you!