So the reason I think he's cute must be because I also enjoy a nice pair of crisp khaki slacks.

Haha "dick-pusher contest." I'll never watch HP the same way again.

Thanks for reminding me that Indian in the Cupboard exists—loved it when I was a kid; tempted, but nervous to rewatch it.

Give 'em the ol' Pinocchio special.

You can fly to my place for half the price.

White Castle burgers will always have a bittersweet place in my heart, both literally because they are currently clogging my arteries, but also because my mother told me stories about growing up in poverty, and how it was actually a big deal to save up the 5 cents for one burger, and that her dad could afford only one…

Yep I have never wanted to eat anything more than I wanted to eat McDonalds after being forced to sit in an auditorium to watch that.

I assume the patties are made the same way as those blocks of "food" in Snowpiercer.

I prefer to Bing myself. In fact, out of curiosity I even Bung my mother last night.

Now I want to watch James and the Giant Peach.

Well now…

For shits and giggles they should have Hanks be the sole survivor from the plane, and have him land by a deserted island, instead of the Hudson. Someone better be writing this down.

But the cinematography and direction were stellar even by HBO standards. And there were moments when Woody proved himself equal to McConaughey.

Go on.

Are you Michael Scott?

I think his Kindle is possessed.

I believe the American Standard Restaurant Metrics score a minimum of two demerits for a lack of milkshake options.

And I assume by "Mexican," you mean TacoBell/Chipotle, and by "Italian" you mean Pizza Hut.

Now that I think of it, Ceresi is pretty much indistinguishable from a sorority girl: vindictive, self-centered, drinks too much, supercilious, and obviously has the hots for her equally blonde, but far more beautiful brother.

Just the thought of Dany dying to like, the flu, before ever reaching Westeros made me burst out laughing.