"I NEED A PRO-FESS-ION, A PLACE, AND A METHOD OF EX-TER-MIN-A-TION."

That Anachronist: Bald. Chaotic good.

I can only hope someone was inspired to write a ballad about Jimmy Carter's encounter with an aggressive giant swimming rabbit (as related yesterday here at the AV Club!)

(Cancels ticket to "The Ghoul From Ipanema".)

Each of those theaters seats 3,000,000 people.

I thought O'Connell was fine - likable enough, and the character could have developed in interesting ways given time.

It reads funny, but yeah - rabbits can be aggressive, and can deliver nasty bites and scratches. My brother and I used to keep them.

It's a staple of my cardio mix!

"Oddly enough"? You underestimate the pathological traditionalism of Disney and theme park fans!

I tried that, but Atlanta traffic forced the endeavor to a sludgy crawl.

"… a crazy car chase…"

Hey - he DOES look like Matt Walsh!

Hold on, I know I've got one here…

"… our annoying hobbies aren't going to make us rich and famous some day …"

Well, all right then!

I clicked for a Jackie Jormp-Jomp refence and was not disappointed.

… as with most things.

You mean, like, figuratively, right? 'Cause having someone nearby shouting at me, even positively, would be a bone-killer.

See, I didn't even catch that - I thought she was just striking a weird pose.

"Legally Muppets" would be an excellent name for a band.