Block-whowha..?

Is that horse fucking high enough for you?

Mugrapery is the *only* way to go about it these days.

Well now.
That's credible of him.

[shudders]
That is all.

I'd award you internets for that one, except idk how.

What? No "Pop quiz, hotshot: …"?

Lookatthisguy's tardy, offhand and only semi-relevant-at-best quip has been redacted because his mother said that it was not a nice thing to say. Furthermore, Mr. thisguy has been instructed to apologize to all parties mentioned, especially to Mr. Mel Gibson whom did nothing to deserve that kind of language.

Maybe this website is getting too mainstream for the hipsterdbags, or too hipsterdbag for the hipsterdbags, or some shit like that.

John Cleese as the cop with the colonel's eagles on his epaulets (the chief, perhaps?). Provided he can do an American accent.

Fuckin' hypocrite. He's drinking Coke. Fucking Coke. Out of a bottle. A fucking plastic bottle. Was it recycled? I dunno. Shouldn't matter. I call shenanigans.

Ummmm, what?

Made for TV movie?
William Forsythe as the police captain. Don't believe me? Go look at him! Look at him, I say!

Other possible jacket blurbs: (join in!)
"Of all the books about cinema in the bookstore, this is one of them"
—Obviously not Nicole Krauss

Glee has done both of the aforementioned acts to me.

It's Rockapella. But I'll forgive you.

Angry he lost his pale-colored mare:

Where the fuck's the cake? I came 'cause I heard there was gonna be cake.

Holy asbestos, I can hear the voiceover now…!

(Yes, I know. That last joke was absolutely Hoff-ful.)