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Chad Bombast
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Remember those quaint times when people commented on the Savage Love column?

Dude! Spoiler alert?

Headphones on his sad sack?

And you sound like a dick.

Yeah, I agree. But if Stephen Yuen is still signed and on the set, he's probably coming back in some ludicrous way. Maybe we zoom in on Glenn and he says, "No, it didn't happen like that…" and he reverses back onto the top of the dumpster, pushes Nicholas' corpse aside, runs up the fence, crosses it to the roof of the

How about a Negan Ex Machina? Glenn is saved by future level boss Negan and his merry band. They show up at Alexandria at a later date with Glenn in tow and making demands. Rick refuses to comply and Glenn gets brained.

Yeah, I remember my cousin used to work on his novel in coffee shops using a legal pad. I don't know if he got any attention for it or if he ever finished any of his novels.

I thought the creepy dude was supposed to ask the women if she would like to see his sketches. Maybe he was getting to that.

They are not used to hearing No.

I wonder about that myself. I read somewhere that he employs a "music director." I'd like to know more about that role and how many music stars have one of them. Unfortunately, I doubt we'd ever get a straight answer about that.

So, he's saying that he went the long way from channel 5 to channel 2 to avoid seeing even a second of The Birds?

I follow Patton Oswalt and saw him making the "aggregate" cracks. I didn't get the context. Now I know the rest of the story.

Tonight, on a Very Special Episode, Supergirl gets Flashed.

Try telling that to Lemmy Kilmister.

William Hughes considers the cars featured in Top Gear "unassuming?" What does he drive? Ghost Rider's bike?

Conservatives sure care a lot about Chicago.

I haven't been this flabbergasted since my youth pastor played a Beatles record backwards.

For me, drama class was for improving my GPA.

I was just reading more about it, too. I remember years ago, I was teaching in a middle school and the girls had this little game where they would allow a needle to dangle over your hand to predict the gender of the children you would have. They did it to me and it came true! What are the odds? 50-50, you say? Oh,