Is it hard to dance with all 'em bananers on your head?

Never been to Philly, and I have to admit the Cheez Whiz throws me. I understand it's not only accepted, but preferred by many.

Gott-damn, screw you all. I'm stuck on a business trip and my dinner prospects look like Papa Johns or whatever Chinese delivery I can scare up.

Oxytocin is a hell of a drug.

New lady friend, eh? Niiiice.

Maybe one of those for every six untrained ones. What do you want, a roadmap?

The lady can wear some boots.

I like my dwarves industrious but with a song in their hearts. And each one is named after an emotion or something, I don't know.

I sure liked it at the time, but like Wade I haven't seen it since it aired, when I was 25 and a bit douchey myself. Not sure if it holds up— but I liked Reynolds' character a lot.

Love the Ronin chase scenes. In college I must have watched the original Gone in 60 Seconds 20 times.

All my upvotes, Mr. Monster.

Yeah but that one's missing because I ripped that shit out like The Wire.

Huzzah! …wait

Sounds like someone from Louisiana, used to drive-thru daiquiri stands and go-cups.

That is one name I did not expect to read today.

What the FUCK? You guys don't have to trick me, you're my friends…

Good point.

This makes me way happier than my rational brain says it should.

Format: Hour-long satanic police procedural

Took me three reads before I understood this as anything other than porn about people shedding skin, or scales.