You're just being contrary. Blacklisted is a great album, but Fox Confessor is superior in every way. Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's your opinion.

She can program my Tender Cock Muscle any damned time.

There's also the possibility that she's singing as a character in many of her songs, and don't think many of those characters are English majors.

My brother's a brewer - he generally has one beer and one non-beer going at any given time (mead or peary or cider or something). I love the stuff he makes during winter. Looking forward to seeing him over the holidays.

Jesus Christ, people. Everybody knows that Oscar the Grouch stinks of his stinky cheese collection.

Cut to the boyfriend in the Burger King employee bathroom, rapping to a picture of his girlfriend on his phone:

If the place has Guinness on tap, that's what I'm drinking (unless it's an especially hot day).

Why should complexity be recognized? I would say originality is important, but a dish doesn't have to be complex to be original.

I have never seen an episode of Firefly, but I loved Serenity. I've watched it three or four times.

Also wrong, Bronsonman.

@Urquhart - I do think he's above the smack-talking. His opinion is that simpler food is better - stating that preference is not talking smack. If he were to say "my simple food is better than that masturbatory shit that those Voltaggio brothers construct just to impress the judges," then he would be talking smack.

I thought Sue's problems with Glee Club stemmed from her jealousy over another group of performers stealing some of the limelight from her and the Cheerios. That's been my assumption, anyway.

Not to heap on the hyperbole, but I might go so far as to say that Kevin is my favorite reality show contestant, ever. His combination of class and skill has not been topped, in my opinion.

Yes, you're crazy.

I don't know about you, but when I visit a museum and am moved by a work of art (and they allow photography), I take its picture.

He's totally a douche nozzle supreme, but you guys are underestimating his level of taste. That man would not be caught dead in any of those cars, too pedestrian for him. I'm thinking something more showy and expensive - he thinks he's way more cultured than that. A black Lexus with all the windows tinted.

Twinkie in Cheez-Whiz, huh?

Wait, we're pro-seal clubbing again?

Also, China Mieville. Perdido Street Station (and its semi-sequels) were one of my most enjoyable reading experiences of the last decade.

The Neils/Neals get shafted! American Gods and Anathem both belong on this list! I'm glad to see Kavalier and Clay and Strange & Norrell, but I loved American Gods and Anathem even more.