My bad.

As a lark my friend and I tried out for the Central NY handball team for the Empire State Games in the mid-1980's, and made it. We were soccer and lacrosse players who sort of sucked at soccer and lax, but since no one else cared about or even heard of team handball, the competition for roster spots was practically…

Nixon saw Harrison get out of his car and exchange words with the fat man.

Talk amongst yourselves.

Eli’s reaction to throwing a pick looks like his mom just told him she’s taking him Bloomingdales.

“I keep myself in a constant state of utter confusion.”

I wasn’t going to see this movie, but now that I know Col. Flagg is in it I just might.

Even if that’s not the correct technique in the bit she’s not teaching them HOW to bunt (they’re not players), but rather explaining to novices WHAT a bunt is so getting it technically correct isn’t important.

What no dwarf tossing? Clear example of heightism.

What Fitz is convinced he looks like:

Didn’t Charles Xavier quit sports because of his powers?

“Appalling” is binary: you’re either appalled or your not; there is no try.

Life in Hell?

Abso-fuckin’-lutely. Bloom County got me through high school. C&H is a close 2nd. Peanuts a close 3rd.

I’ve just filed with the US 2nd District Court.

For this reason alone:

Where the fuck’s “The Phantom”? That shit was awesome: the mask, the purple suit, the dual Colt .45's, the ring, his wolf and horse, his pygmy bro, that great white hunter villain. “The Ghost Who Walks” would kick Prince Valiant’s ass. Don’t let your/our collective hatred of Billy Zane cloud your judgement.

So you shouldn’t pay your workers whose labor generates your revenue with actual, you know, money because they’ll already being compensated with a college education. Seems legit.