Who leaves the most sensitive of penetrations to a rookie?  Dude's gonna tear something.

Number Six from The Prisoner.  Comfortable, stylish, easy to assemble, and just esoteric enough to confuse the young people.  I just have to find the jacket, something other than the rayon mess they're offering as an "official" prop for too many pounds sterling.

"Mumford" and "That Thing You Do!" see a lot of action in my DVD player whenever I'm confined to my bed by illness or depression.

"The word is out on you oh-nee-ders."
"Hey, that's oh-ned-ers."

"Did you torch the President in effigy?"
"Oh most definitely."

My density has popped me to you.

To his credit, he is well-aware that he aged out of leading man roles and stopped auditioning for, or accepting, any offers to play those parts.

You'd think they'd be particularly gunshy, given the spectacular crater that "The Avengers" became, and the more modest failure of "I Spy".  Maybe the massive amount of "Mission: Impossible" money has blinded them.

I'll show you the life of the mind…

Hudson Hawk II: Bunny, Ball-Ball.

I hate to say this, but this show had an opportunity to turn everything around.  It was during whatever season they killed Sheen and introduced Kutcher.  There's an episode, damned if I know which one, where Patton Oswalt shows up as Kutcher's hateful ex business partner and convinces him that they must work together…

That's the only season five episode I rewatch.  I love that direction so much.  Just, "these people are used to being the smartest guys/gals in the room.  For once, they're not: you are."

Your "scary/crazy/psycho vibe" must be markedly different from mine.

Say what you will, SP types can be demons in the sack.
Scorpios too, they tell me.
Also?  Dornish women.

There's always the Swarthmore "Fighting Quakers" to root for.  Not in football, of course.  Poetry slams, maybe.

L is pretty good, too.  I was the devil last Halloween and I signed a few things with a stylish "L" inside a crudely-drawn apple.

It's quite early to be worried about all that.  I'll save my anxiety for right before the first real date.  I just want to be able to keep a dialogue going, which if I cannot, wouldn't exactly bode well for a relationship anyway.

Meet us in the conservatory.  Bring rope.

Like forbidding his brother to do something, that's a threat that can backfire spectacularly.  When this asshole openly defies him, as 17 year-olds are wont to do, is he supposed to kick the kid's ass?  I'd hate to see this upstanding person sent to jail for something so easily avoidable.

@avclub-22eda830d1051274a2581d6466c06e6c:disqus : The 24-hour thing is a real problem.  The question I accidentally left "hanging out there" for a day was about whether I enjoy roleplaying in bed.  Got some very adventurous visitors that day.