Curly fries from Arby's are #1 in my book.

Such a brave stance not to fall for the allure of the frork. I, for one, applaud this Audio/Visual Club.

Dibs on MacReady's hat!

That comment sent me on a fun little wiki journey, since I had never seen the show. The end of that plot sounds kinda crazy but cool.

Next they'll be telling us how surfing the information superhighway will revolutionize the world.

I was at a friend's birthday party for a double bill of the OJ car chase and then Texas Chainsaw Massacre. That was the only movie to ever make me feel queasy.

I'm more of a Tornado Rex guy.

You can get a serviceable one at Walmart for under $20. Our works great.

Oh, they have "Great Job, Internet!" on computers now!

Such lovely bonding moments in this series. Tony and Chrissy having a good laugh about robbing and shooting the ATM-robbing bikers.

I only caught a few episodes of that, but I remember it seeming like an insane fever dream even at the time. It must be something else to watch it today.

"I have so much attached to this facade. [gestures]" might be the most actor-iest thing I've ever read.

What about NGE turned you off? The pseudo-scientific babbling? Being beaten over the head with religious imagery? One of the least likable protagonists in anime history?

Yeah, the mom factor is a huge consideration for both of us.

I love that waiter scene so much. Everything from Paulie's "OOHHHHH!!" reaction until the end of the scene is gold. "Don't they have medicine they're supposed to take, these a-holes?"

There are still some great moments in the later seasons, like Tony and Bobby talking in the boat while on the water, Tony clutching his gun in the dark while waiting in his childhood bedroom, Phil's "bye-bye Pop-Pop!" moment.

*Cries "Corrado!" while covered in lemon meringue*

I had no connection to hockey as a kid outside of The Mighty Ducks.

Eww, the mushy stairs! That whole scene is so surreal.

My girlfriend and I have talked about eloping. First as a "ha ha, wouldn't that be funny?" goof but then as an "ok, how would we actually pay for this?" realization. It seems to be liberating to give a middle finger to the whole wedding industrial complex. Then again, family members. Guilt. More guilt.