I hope this involves the creation of a merger fee. "Now even more ridiculously overpriced, for your convenience".

Fucking Ken Marino should be in waaaaay more stuff…he's gold.

It was a goof!

I'll second that.

Got 'For Emma…' recently, late to the game. Absolutely haunting record, up there in the pantheon of great break-up records for sure. Looking forward to hearing what he sounds like with more of a full backing band.

'way to go son. i'm takin' you to Hooters.' 'aw, i don't wanna bother mom at work.'

the multiple-personality-disorder leanings of said article allow you double post a pass. But only this once. and call me old fashioned, but I liked you better when you were THE ONLY GAY AV CLUB COMMENTER.

(my personalities are all satisfied now. thank you, we'll be here all week).

I enjoyed Samberg's Diablo Cody satire on SNL as much as I enjoyed JUNO. Which is to say, not very much.

But they have hamburger phones. HAMBURGER PHONES!

Honest to blog?

So, because their wealth has warped their perspective of things and turned them into total fucking assholes, it's not their fault that they now have a warped perspective of things and are total fucking assholes?

Call me old fashioned, but I miss the days when massive recessions and institutional collapses caused Wall Street types to jump out of buildings, not throw parties…

Double fail. Mixing up 'username' and 'topic heading' is punishable by death here in commentland.

Are we all forgetting their career-making turns opposite each other in a 'Blaffair to Rememblack'?

Karatloz, I'll go out even further on your flimsy limb sir, and say that I appreciate the directing talents of Mr. Martin Scorcese. Deal with it America.

Call me old fashioned, but I remember when a good pizza was made in a wood-fire oven, from hand-kneaded dough, with only the finest ingredients. And before we'd put that pizza in to bake, we'd ask our God, Zarbo, to bless the offering, lest he smite us all from his mountain-top kingdom.

Call me old fashioned, but I remember when a good pizza was made in a wood-fire oven, from hand-kneaded dough, with only the finest ingredients. And before we'd put that pizza in to bake, we'd ask our God, Zarbo, to bless the offering, lest he smite us all from his mountain-top kingdom.

apologies for the double post above…glitches abound in the new format apparently.

apologies for the double post above…glitches abound in the new format apparently.