Are you kidding? It typecast Robert Duvall for years.
Are you kidding? It typecast Robert Duvall for years.
That's what I thought, when an alien race identified me as their messiah last year.
I need Amanda Cuddlewith!
Well, that's too bad. I was hoping that the series would migrate to hulu or netflix.
Elvis Costello slices and dices a couple of notables in just a few caustic words in The Other Side of Summer:
All I know is that Whoopi Goldberg is STILL waiting to be on PeeWee's Second Christmas Special, so get to it, PeeWee.
My Life is Good is not a Springsteen dis. The POV singer is a complete dick, who is trying to intimidate his idiotic kid's teacher by bragging about his life, which turns out to be a complete mess. The bit where Springsteen asks the ersatz version of Randy Neman to be The Boss for awhile is a total compliment to…
So, they finally got their basement back?
Hole had a whole bunch of songs a whole lot better than any listed here.
With an unexpected twist at the end: landshark. The sea shark was trying to protect her all along.
That is exactly what her agent keeps telling me every time I write Keri asking her to marry me. I don't believe either of you.
As you probably guessed I would say: A&W freezes are great, but the malts are even better— smoother, creamier, and more root beer flavor. But no complaints about A&W at all.
Growing up where I did, we had a place that was imaginatively called "The Malt Shop." The best thing they had was a root beer malt. Some fast food place really needs to rediscover this, because they are delicious (made with root beer syrup, for a stronger RB taste). It might even tempt me to go into a fast food…
When I was in high school, our minister was an avowed agnostic who told us that if heaven existed he wanted no part of it, because having to pray and sing in praise of the Lord constantly for eternity sounded suspiciously like hell to him.
Thank god that mine is still under warranty.
AV Club stopped counting my up votes once I turned 30.
Wooooooh- Packers!!!!!!!
Free baguettes for some, tiny French flags for others!
THERE… ARE… FOUR BOOKS!!!
Alan Rickman I'll concede, Leonard Nimoy was more of a TV star, and the third I already mentioned. That's still a pretty thin list of "greats."