Jesus freakin' pancakes: did he lose a bet with the devil?

And whassername from 'My Sister Sam!"

Remembered for both dying dumbly and being beautiful.

A version of that happened with Lenny, on "Law and Order," of course, except Jerry Orbach had enough warning that he was able to say goodbye. Still…odd. Even in modern television.

Imagine if one of her conditions for giving him that $17.31 was to make him sign a legal document on television voluntarily stating that he'd never contact her again.

Went over there and looked at it, per your suggestion. I liked the writing, but don't fuckin' read the comments.

The Vezmar Republic produced much fine modern art.

Oh, here we fuckin' go…

"With all due respect, my ass, your honor!"

Somebody's gonna be disinvited from cutlet night.

'cept of course this particular douchegenie sounds like an exact example of that, so…

Gee, a blog about country music attracts nutjobs?

Fucking Disqus.

OH NO YOU DON'T! THIS IS ABOUT TEXTING, DAMMIT!

It would be the rough start that put me off that show forever. Also, can't stand the faux-reality show format, with its handhelds and its looking directly into the camera and mugging.
That said, the damn thing is simply brimming with actors I love in other things, so I have to assume I gotta go back to it someday.

And for the rest of them: THAT'LL BE $17.31!

Ew.

It did leave me with the phrase "bite-sized chews" unpleasantly stuck in my head the rest of the day.

Years ago, when I drove taxi, I picked up three elderly Germans. Two women, one man. They wanted to go to a bank. Two went in, leaving me with a woman who immediately said, as if we'd been having the conversation for the last fifty years: "Ve didn't vant ze var, you know."
I said, "Well, I wouldn't think…"
"It vas a…

Won't name names, eh? Can we say maybe Blonny Blarson? Blob Blope? Berv Bliffen?