I would imagine that when Richards was informed of her desire to write a memoir, he probably threatened her with the ability to summon the infinite power of whatever Dark Lord he sold his soul to to achieve immortality.

It is easier to buy a gun and shoot it that, let’s say throwing 200 knives for 10 minutes, train ants to kill, develop a new virus in your own bedroom, built a tank with soda cans, buy a magical sword, become invisible, gather an army of grandmas, and I could keep going but I am lazy.

Nah. It’s much more likely that you’ll be able to buy baseball bats with guns in them.

Who is being a dick? I didn’t say I’m thankful that they were shot.

Thank god they’ve got excellent health care!

Or to flip the narrative around:

Yup. So basically this family is getting his body back and a chance to say goodbye. The chances of him making any meaningful recovery would be slim under the best of circumstances.

This poor fucking kid. And before people weigh in with this: Yes he was stupid. Yes his privilege led him To believe that grabbing a poster would be a fun prank. Yes, no sane person not on a jpurnalism or humanitarian mission should go to North Korea.

The idea of wearing a raccoon pelt makes me shudder. Not just because I am anti fur, but also because I hate those goddamned disease carrying trash pandas and am currently warring with them over the rights to my back patio.

I love how Jack Lord and Ricardo Montalban himself both seem to be incredulous that he’s playing an Asian. Did you know that “Danno” was Helen Hayes’s son? I only learned that fairly recently.

But who can forget Mickey Rooney’s star turn as the crazy Asian neighbor in “Breakfast at Tiffany’s”? That was some casting choice.

One of my favorite movies.

Hello? GARY COOPER.

I’d say Mel before Humphrey Bogart!

Cary Grant for me but I have to say her chemistry with Peter O’Toole in How to Steal a Million was my favorite

I got dibs on Holden.

Excellent.

Oh, I love you, Adam, Alex, twomittens, Brian, whatever your name is.

The value’s not in the personal letters! It’s in the stamps!