People call him 'cool' Mitch. Well, one person, a young person did once… young like you!

It's hyperbole at its most ridiculous and reductive. Who can really say the Simpsons are a bigger 20th century pop culture achievement than Charlie Chaplin? We can't judge the century as a whole from our perspective. 500 years from now the answer could be Al Capone dancing the Charleston on top of a flagpole for all…

I don't think writers willingly forgo the Simpsons to make no money at all on Youtube. Lots of Simpsons writers are/were Ivy grads with degrees in stuff like mathematics, how many of them would really want to take a DIY route over a gig like the Simpsons? It's a matter of how the Simpsons is being run, the inevitable…

Don't be cheap and call a real plumber, Rihanna. He doesn't know what he's doing!

SHAAAAIINNNNE….That's not how you spell Shane. But that's no reason to throw your life away goddamnit!

@avclub-9349e20458f64c9bfb83b5221e145937:disqus What do you mean he's not tough? He sleeps in a racing car, do you?

He must Joey Fatone for his sins!

@avclub-22eda830d1051274a2581d6466c06e6c:disqus Quiet, you!

You need to stop referring to his body as bacon-seasoned, or else I'm never going to stop eating what's left of it!

The world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.

It's like watching the Franco-Hathaway fiasco all over again- except you won't find Franco's co-host as fappable this time around…

The 5nd Element? Did Gilliam really fuck up the titled of his 8rd movie?

Taking credit for your sister's work… yee must be a real pirate!

The perfect reaction to so many things- but mainly that My Little Pony newswire.

I'm now picturing a montage of Drake coaching James Van Der Beek for his gynecologist show- VDB sitting in a classroom by himself as Drake draws vaginas on the chalkboard, VDB does push-ups while Drake dictates various anatomical parts through a megaphone, going to Lillith Fair together, Drake setting up an obstacle…

He's a gynecologist now?

I think this album cover should answer everything… or not.

You don't just eat Prof. Soulchocolate, you gotta groove with it, baby. Oooh yeah. Let it funk up your breakfast and let the the silky white milk romance the smooth dark cocoa-Oh god what did I just do to my cereal I can't eat this

One moment he's getting carried in the arms of cheerleaders, the next it's bees. I don't know what to believe anymore.

Go Popocatépeddle your extremely forced jokes elsewhere!