Ha!

"Guitar Hero-ready solos"

But they're playing in Spain! In Holland! In France! And nowhere near where I live…

Oh, what band are you in?

Gosh, aren't ads that try and bilk us the greatest?

I recall a short story about ghouls obtaining short-termed mental elements of those they ate. A person confronts one of the ghouls and asks them to eat their dead lover so they can have a final goodbye. It was odd with a bit of inside humor from the ghouls POV, but ended on a note of pathos.

The best part is seeing Joan melt under his gaze.

For me Mr. Rogers Neighborhood was like a great big warm blanket, and Sesame Street a trunk full of toys.

Eh, do you really want to hear about his collection of cat hearts he keeps in the freezer?

Big studio movie= Money. Indie movie= Maybe money, or at least a handjob.

It's called an easy paycheck, dummy.

This show may have the most brain meltingly obnoxious opening. I just want to burn my eyes out with a bic lighter, and then stick needles into my eardrums Kakihara style. The show is OK, though.

Count me in. I have not liked any of his later works, save for that one. I think the sick sense of humor helps it.

I think it might have to do with panties being in a bunch.

Save The Colour Out of Space for last. It's most likely his best short horror stroy. A real classic.

Giving more proof to the Lizard Men that eating human hearts was the right call afterall.

I don't know about that Lovecraft in Brooklyn. Want to meet my 90 year old grannie? She'll talk your ear off about those Japs.

In the far off date of 19,080 the Lizard Men have won. All that remains of humankind are but bleached bones scattered across the land.

Isn't that awesome?

Isn't that awesome?