I once saw a guy in the car in front of me banging his mulleted head and doing air drums on the dashboard with his fists wildly while driving down a busy downtown street. That man rocked harder than anyone I've seen in my entire life. I mean, he was rocking so hard that I was concerned.

Yeah—that's what I was trying to say, albeit not as pithily.

I think the suggestion is that hiring Jagger's son is nepotism, whereas hiring actors that Scorsese always works with is cronyism.

Onanism?

He's off today for a funeral, according to his Twitter account.

There's a Canadian comic named Sean Cullen who can go off on some truly wonderful tangents that are clearly improvised. Most of the improv I've seen involved audiences shouting out suggestions like "gay!" or "with Tourette's!" when the performers asked the audience for suggestions. Maybe it's changed since then—that…

One hell definitely involves having "She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy" played loud forever.

Well, you have a point. My son doesn't use the phone function on his device at all, and there's definitely a preference towards having a minute or two to come up with a good response (like here, now). There's a time window, though, and for his friends at least it's seen as rude if you don't respond within that time…

But Gator and The Gimp play all my favorites from the 80s, 80s and 80s! Plus those two are just hi-larious!

I think the ability to enjoy cringe comedy depends on the level of anxiety it produces in you. My anxiety levels are generally pretty high, but not so high that I can't enjoy cringe comedy if it's well done. Jump scenes in horror movies, however, are hell to me. You know—where the cat jumps out of a baby's head or…

My ex-wife would get irritated with me when watching CYE because a lot of what Larry did or said were things that she could picture me saying or doing.

Patton Oswalt does a great bit on people talking in movies, especially the people who don't seem to have the ability to have a thought without vocalizing it, e.g. "Oh, she's pretty!" or "He's gonna get it!" Combine sitting in front of that person + their complaining about my height even though I sat down first +…

I'm pretty tall, so at a movie or music concert I always try to sit somewhere so that my big mad head isn't blocking someone's view. Once I sit down, I sit straight while others file in—that way if someone sits behind me, they know what they're getting into and I don't have to feel like I should slump the whole time.…

My son is 17, and I can tell you there's intense social pressure for kids to return texts immediately—it's seen as rude if you don't (the rudeness of constantly texting while you're with someone else apparently doesn't matter as much, though I've trained or "parented" my son enough that he knows to be respectful of me…

Can we make an exception for a couple who are in a long-term relationship? In such cases, I feel that it doesn't matter who is driving—you pick something that both of you enjoy or at least tolerate. I say this having driven to Thunder Bay once with a ex who liked Beyoncé. We both liked a lot of the same music, so…

Slide whistles can go up, indicating that the moment for penile tumescence has arrived.

My gay, furry avatar would accept your urine gratefully, and with a sincere desire to have some more. Please, sir, piss on me some more. I let it roll down my leg into my shoe, and I just keep in there all day.

What of the promised meme history? Or am I thinking of the wrong event?

I would have thought that the tentacles on your face would've been a dead giveaway.

Oh I wasn't asking because I was thinking there was some kind of "the comments of billy boy: a journey to the center of assness" presentation. I'm just curious what they said about the people who were there. It doesn't matter, I guess—I just wanted to update the files I keep on everyone.