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Scruffy. The Janitor.
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Yeah. If anyone would be able to speak out, you'd think it would be McCain.

Write this down: for many—if not most—evangelical Christians, religion ain't about values. It's about identity and covering your bases.

Back in 2000, the CIA distributed heroin into the outer-ring suburbs to purge the dudebro population.

Or perhaps The Fault in Our Sharts.

Damn. Just actually considered that there will be no more Harrison Ford or Carrie Fisher in these movies.

In bed.

Hell yes. Which then reminds me of the episode of The Office where Michael basically rents a carnival to celebrate Toby's resignation.

Nutsack dance or gtfo.

I prefer "We're whalers on the moon, we carry a harpoon."

That's because it's You Make My Dreams Come True by Hall and Oates.

Number two *fart*, Number two *fart*,……

I was familiar with Cheryl Crow's All I Wanna Do before I heard Life During Wartime, which made me almost simultaneously say "that bastard!" and "well played, Crow" the first time I heard it.

Dynamics!

Make it Veggie Tales and I'll greenlight it.

Ah. So they closed the comments after people rightfully bashed it.

I can't remember, did he date Abby or Ilana?

Arrrrrrre we having fun yet?

I will never not not remember it.

We've moved on to "reality" tv, which means that the people acting like idiots onscreen are now middle to upper class instead of pure white trash.

Same. I'm actually reluctant to revisit Surfer because I'm pretty sure it won't hold up. Although NOFX definitely lend themselves more to silliness, 20 minutes of goofy Minor Threat sounds kind of enticing.