Love the kid rocking the Denard Span jersey. I too refuse to acknowledge the Nard Dog doesn't play here anymore.

What doesn't, man? What doesn't?

It's been a while since I've seen it, but I recall them taunting the teacher and his companion as they fumed impotently on a ferris wheel.

Pssh, they're nothing but punks in the press that want to start shit by printin' lies instead of the things we said.

@avclub-85d8ce590ad8981ca2c8286f79f59954:disqus But My Fellow Americans taught me the words to "Hail to the Chief"!

I once spent a week lugging an 18-month-old around Oahu, and let me tell you, Sean ain't kidding about the price of milk over there. Lousy toddlers…

The soundtrack to that montage would clearly be "Wipeout."

Who wants to watch Santa stranded in Hawaii when we can already watch him stranded on a nondescript spit of sand outside a crumbling Florida theme park?

Man, if the club up the street enforced this policy, half my social life would be shot.

Hm, I never thought of it that way. That's a good read on it. It's definitely an equal-opportunity offender (much as I hate that term) type of film, but for some reason the boys humiliating their gay teacher at the carnival stood out as over-the-line hateful to me.

The gay-bashing comes off pretty gross today, but other than that I agree on all counts. I can see why fans of the original National Lampoon stories would've hated it, though. Stiggs is fairly raunchy by Altman standards, but it's way sanitized compared to those pieces.

The best thing about Hiding Out is how one incident of standing up to a teacher makes Cryer a folk hero to the school's miniscule black population, all of whom then follow him around making up tribute raps for the rest of the movie.

Aw, I clicked specifically to see what he had to say about O.C. and Stiggs. Now I'm just bummed out.

Here in the Midwest we have Menards, which doesn't even require an alteration.

Oh man, the first season with Joel and Josh Weinstein's Tom and the long gaps between riffs? Takes me weeks to make it through one of those conscious.

Throw in Skeeter Davis' "Give Me Death."

I adore this theory. Thinking of it this way makes me actually dig this feature.

Based on that profile, we almost certainly have some mutual acquaintances.

"You know what my kids would say…"
"You're not my real father!"

Man, I remember hearing "Lonely Days" on an oldies station when I was a kid and being blown away. Then I found out it was by the "Stayin' Alive" guys and just got confused.