Oh, that Sierra Nevada pale ale. Mmmmmm-mmm. (Edit: I get it, Shep, same thing happens to me sometimes.)
Oh, that Sierra Nevada pale ale. Mmmmmm-mmm. (Edit: I get it, Shep, same thing happens to me sometimes.)
It appears to have made him sick.
And this is what replying blindly in real-time updating has wrought. MY EDIBLE COMMENT BELONGS IN THE SOUP THREAD, SORRRYYYYY
Wow, so edible.
This girl's jaguar face tattoo is going to age reeeeeeeeally well.
Awww, this coincided almost perfectly with where I am on my rewatch. I used to hate those kids as much as anyone, and it really wrecked the episode for me, but now I'm legitimately beginning to love this episode.
Hmm, I have seen but two of these, but I enjoyed them both greatly. In fact, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead is one of my favorite movies of all time. And only in part because it features such a fantastic performance from Gary Oldman, who I've had a massive crush on for almost a decade. And I found Show Me Love…
I mean, I feel bad for him, but things have been running smoother since he drowned.
You are a nihilist sunset.
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Misguided, selfish expressions of FREEDOM(tm) >>>>>> ecology
It only got really rowdy when Al would, for emphasis, flush the living room toilet or when Peg would liken his sexual performance to a limp houseplant.
Ogden Nash was a name I'd heard before without ever really knowing who he was until the other day. When I learned he was a massive baseball fan who particularly loved wordplay, my immediate thought was, of course, "Okay, so he's Occam."
If each chicken doesn't have its own manservant to follow behind it and remove all of its…leavings…with a delicate, silver-handled brush immediately upon expulsion, then I don't know what.
I think that miniature American flag is standing up a little more erect in that bowler!
I think that miniature American flag is standing up a little more erect in that bowler!
Ahhhhhh. Obscenely conspicuous consumption on creatures that probably reach peak happiness in a patch of dirt large enough to run around and eat worms in and a little shack to sleep in at night.
Todd hates Community.
Todd hates Community.
Awww, Birdie, not everything is a dirty insinuation from cynical elders.
Wait, Thurs…day? What?