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Mr. Hollywood
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Bring back the logo with the little airplane flying around.

Not everything can be Bon Iver.

Counterpoint:  Dweezil Zappa

I didn't know there was a Diet Jack Daniels.

I don't know, man.  These guys are old (mostly).  They have actually been there and done that.  Do I want to see an embarrassing attempt to recreate some screeching, high-jumping vibe from 35 years ago?

My wife is a worse driver than she is a cook!  She can at least back a roast into the oven without denting the pan!  Bwahhah!

I seeda boba likea looka fowa moopee.

Whadda ya want?  A song about how expensive it is to get your stupid tattoos removed?  Especially the one of your old girlfriend, who turned out to be a psycho?

It's all in the delivery, and just doesn't come across without all the hand waving and mugging.

Linus is bad enough for a name, but it's poetry compared to "Rerun."

Lancaster was as gay as a parasol.

My Mother:  "Funny how you never see any kids with blue eyes in these starving children commercials."

I don't care for this program.  I've been watching it syndicated, and I just don't get the appeal.

It won't be on Netflix streaming, but The Devil Inside II will.

Credits.

The Gospels are about half preaching, half demon fighting.  Really.

He approved "Chipwrecked."

The television ratings are generally done by people who have already professed a liking for the show, which keeps the ratings relatively high, and prevents a reviewer from being tortured every week.

Santorum is no Pandorum.

Where are the wires?