Also, how crazy is it that a western tackling race relations can find time to have Tarzan getting hit in the face with a pie? 

I’ve told this story many time, probably even once or twice on this site, but it’s a favorite memory, so I have no shame about trotting it out again whenever it’s warranted...

Hey, where the white women at? 

It really is uncomfortable, but - lord save me - Deluise's delivery of that line is brilliant. 

I had a vhs of Blazing Saddles that I taped off of a Saturday afternoon WGN broadcast in the mid-80s. That version changed the “up yours, n*****” line to “outta my way, n*****.” sometime in the late 90s, I saw a broadcast on the same channel, and the line had been re-edited to “up yours.”

I tend to refer to Blazing Saddles as the funniest movie ever, but Young Frankenstein is something even more: it’s a perfect film. Brooks and Wilder did everything right with that movie. Every moment is exactly as it should be, and every reaction is what they were going for. They got huge laughs when it was time for a…

My vote is for those mini-Reese’s cups you see around Halloween and Christmas.

Since this is Max “what broken nose” Scherzer - “back spasms” must mean literal scarab beetles crawling around under his skin and chewing on his muscles and tendons, a la 1999's The Mummy. 

I'd watch that if Tessa Thompson was the detective. 

... well I don’t think anyone’s gonna top that.

Thank God they fired Taubman! I’m so fucking glad they fired Taubman! 

“What’s unclear is whether the app actually abbreviates lifespans. If it does, why does it screw over some users and not others? If it doesn’t, then what does it matter if you even download it, right?”

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If that annoying walkthrough near the top of this article is any indication, you msy be on to something. Though I wouldn’t be surprised if that Twitch/YouTube personality-uber-alles gaming trend was well on its way regardless, and FNAF was simply the right type of game at the right time.

I was an adult for well over a decade before learning that AC/DC's “She’s Got The Jack” is not in fact about a woman who is adept at card games.

You, sir (or madam,) are incorrect. 

For me it boils down to the fans’ and the team’s “our shit don’t stink” hypocrisy. They all act like their games and shots of the crowds should be included in stock footage from the 1940s or 50s episodes of Ken Burns’ Baseball, while in reality the team has the same ups and downs as any other, and the fans are…

So who’s going to be the scapegoat for Cardinals fans? My money is on Dexter Fowler, former Cub and admitted person of color.

There’s a running thread in Jesse and Amber’s troubles that reconciliation is explicitly contingent on Amber getting her son back. When Jesse fails, nothing else he offers - including genuine remorse - is good enough (note: I am not arguing that it should have been enough.)