Pete Davidson's father was a firefighter who died on 9/11? How is anybody supposed to know that when he's so tight-lipped about it?
Pete Davidson's father was a firefighter who died on 9/11? How is anybody supposed to know that when he's so tight-lipped about it?
But those five minutes were eaten up by Runaway Train, Dave Pirner's half-assed attempt to show Winona that he cares about social things and such as.
It was mostly Mr. Big Stuff.
Everclear only had one song called My One Hit Wonder Father of Mine Makes Me Feel Like a Whore in Santa Monica, and they just played different versions of it. Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
The post-9/11 "What's Goin On" is an even greater tragedy.
Fourteen years ago today, Rockin' the Suburbs was released. NEVER FORGET
So, the irony of TLC's declaring bankruptcy is going unnoticed, then?
So, you think that she is pretty. I know you think you're saying more than that, but you're not.
The pairing of Miley Cyrus and Wayne Coyne brings to mind an imagined ongoing argument: "No, I'M more starved for unwarranted attention!" "No, I'M more starved…"
Hulu ads are the black box and Hulu programs are the plane. Am right? Am I right? Hello? This thing on?
Do what now?
"…explaining why a 300-page children’s novel needed to be expanded into nine hours of films…" Uhhhh, don't we have some 10 to 15 hours of films based on an amusement park ride?
Oh, that's why this was done! Because I thought in the age of the "Let's do a reboot, 'cuz it's Tuesday!" society, this was just a lazy attempt at entertainment through something that's proven to have an audience without actually creating something new! Glad "self-empowerment" is now a justifiable excuse for lazy…
The "Colonel Jeffrey Pumpernickel" concept compilation featured Guided by Voices doing the intro and outro tracks, "Strident Wet Nurse" and "Reprise (Destroying Jeffrey)." Great tracks for any Postal Blowfish not in the know.
Now we can count creepy movies called "The Gift" as things that repeat themselves in entertainment.
What chance is there BBC develops a parody of this show in the making? I suggest casting Matthew Barry and David Mitchell first.
The second-to-last refuge of a scoundrel: everybody's doing it.
That having been said, you think most of the voting public can even spell Robert La Follette?
Something, something, soft bigotry of lowered expectations…
Yes, Buckley was so elegant and and almost poetic when he'd speak kindly of apartheid and segregation.