Starsky and Hutch was my first introduction to cinema verite.

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1: That South American, maybe Bolivian, folk music with the clapping, but it has to sound exactly like the song in the final scene of True Romance.

I like it when that "boil" ends up having hair and teeth in it.

I heard you was hanging out with your sister and Blue the dog.

One time everything looked like Dali to me (the double-boiling was what put it past Impressionism). I also had a Jackson Pollock reality one time when I got knocked out going for a puck behind the net. So it does happen, you just need to seriously injure your brain.

Did I mention I love war hammers? A little steampunk, Robert Downy Jr., Jude Law…I admit LXG looked similar in the trailers, but a douche can dream, can't it?

I just MINDFREAKED my Netflix queue with Ziggy Stardust and Grey Gardens. The Smashing Machine is a modern version of the genre, although I didn't know what I was looking at until I read this article. I thought it was just low-budget (but awesome).

If they can beat Pratchett/Gaiman's angels in Good Omens, I might actually be in.

Hey, Senor Pants! I owe you an apology. It turns out I'm much dumber than I thought.

I've become everything that I hate. How is it that I'm dumber now than when I was 18? I'm going to go ahead and blame it on the kids.

That tops my "Alan Greenspan pissing on Keynsesian economic theory" chain.

Now everyone's going to show up at my door for candy looking like a used tampon.

If Lady Gaga really is an hermaphrodite, I'm giving her a few points just for being original. In the pants.

Never bust on the rec-specs!

Snap!

The killer turns out to be pretty short, as far as stormtroopers go.

Well, now I'm twice as relieved, aren't I? I could never measure up to Whicker's piece, that's for sure.

really
"…the "Good Neighbor" program and travel to South America on a goodwill mission to promote American business and American ideals…"

nice
Great piece again, Mr. O'Neal. Not only was I shaking and spitting from rage today from something unrelated, but I also had an unrequited desire to be a journalist. Now my teeth are no longer clenched and I'm completely over the journalist thing.

This is what happens when you legalize absinthe.