"He can whip a cheetah's asshole with buttermilk" is one of the more creative amalgamations of Wesley Willis catchphrases I've seen.
"He can whip a cheetah's asshole with buttermilk" is one of the more creative amalgamations of Wesley Willis catchphrases I've seen.
After Walter brought home the fancy new cars for himself and his son in "Fifty-One," I noticed that the temporary plate in one shot had a 2013 expiration, which would indicate either an error with respect to the series' timeline or that New Mexico has one hell of a grace period for new registrations.
I've only seen the pilot for this show on YouTube, and I was mostly disappointed. I'm glad that it supposedly gets better afterward. From the pilot, here were my mental notes:
Does this show finally airing mean that Tumblr will stop running the GIF of Michael J. Fox twirling before a quick-zoom close-up? I kept refreshing, but it kept coming back and making it hard to write anything…
'Sall good, man.
Nope, nothing wrong here.
Chemistry, ha
I only just realized that Vince Gilligan has three-tier facial hair. I think I'll call it the Greek letter xi (Ξ) style.
Mrs. Digital and I have had Netflix for a few years now, but mostly for movies and TV comedies until last year, when I said, "Hey, I hear Breaking Bad's supposed to be good. Why don't we give it a try?" And, of course, after the taste of the pilot, we were jonesing for more, and when that ran out, we moved on to Mad…
LIKED for using omertà when referring to popcorn sales techniques.
The marathon starts on my birthday. Close enough.
With an artificial Lily of the Valley: http://screenbid.auctionser…
I recall Tío's bell having a bent tapper; the one shown in the auction photos is on straight. Perhaps I'm misremembering…
Lest anyone think that @avclub-14e4cee178d88fb9aa346dbcc11f2873:disqus is being ribald, please note that jizz is an in-universe musical genre (as in the musician type jizz wailer): http://starwars.wikia.com/w…
True story: I was at a small party with some Rocky Horror shadow castmates in a dingy suburb of Pittsburgh in college. At one point, one of the women started forcing herself on another woman with consequent partial nudity in full view of the rest of us, who were kind of perplexed. The soundtrack? "Spinal Meningitis…
I þink it's raðer ſilly.
We're all just Juggalos, trying to make it on this Dirt Ball like everyone else.
The song is called "Play with Me," if memory serves.
"Pass Me Bye" [sic].
Buckbuckbuckbuck!