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But we won't take the Irish!

I'll go get the butter.

CGI? I know I shouldn't be surprised but still goddammit. My gut told me it was probably going to suck but Mary Elizabeth Winstead is cute as a button. I wish she wasn't in so many crap horror flicks, similar to another actress I kinda dig, Katherine Isabelle. I'll probably watch any wack SyFy Channel movies Katherine

I saw "To Live And Die in LA" for the first time a couple months ago. Luckily I didn't stumbled onto any spoilers beforehand so it was a shock to me when he gets killed. One part about the ending I didn't get was when after Pankow tells the informant that she's working for him now, there's a shot of a car pulling up

Ian was on the road to Suicide City long before that. Watching 'Stroszek" and listening to Iggy's "The Idiot",which ends with Iggy screaming, "And I'm almost like him!" over and over as the synths drone to a stop like a machine shutting down, probably didn't help matters.

It was a "crisp sheen of consummate professionalism" line away from a Patrick Bateman monologue.  

So Rebecca Black was just a pawn of the Walkin' Dude? I would have expected it to be Ke$ha since she's the Trashcan Girl.

To make football be more like A Clockwork Orange let Wendy Carlos provide the soundtrack and Big Ben provide the rape. 

That reminds me of when "Louder Than Love" first came out and Chris Cornell was being compared to Robert Plant and Cornell claimed he hated Zeppelin. Now he's covering "Whole Lotta Love" on the last Santana album.

JOOOOOOOOOOE!

Rabin. RYC used that quote in a post a few months ago and someone added a link to the Youtube video it came from.

Ha-Ha-Ha-Ho!

Sugar cookie? I'm not a sugar cookie getter. I spit hot fi-ya!

Like in the back of a Volkswagen?

I thought Jennifer was known more for her ass than her breasts.

Counter-melody, maybe?

Does this guy know how to party or what?

Plus Cricket and Bones just had their first kid,

I'd watch the shit out of a Roddy Piper version of "Platoon", especially if at one point Piper smashed Wilem Dafoe in the head with a coconut.

Ugh, a crazy vegan chick from Baltimore that I once knew loved them. I'm sure they are good but I probably can't listen to them without bringing back some bad memories.