I had a Hyundai Sonata as a rental car not too long ago. It was surprisingly nice.
I had a Hyundai Sonata as a rental car not too long ago. It was surprisingly nice.
Let's see what Merriam webster has to say. Oh, look.
"A model (from Middle French modelle), is a person with a role either to promote, display, or advertise commercial products (notably fashion clothing) or to serve as a visual aide for people who are creating works of art."
People will just complain that it's not as good as the Saturday Night Live documentary from some years ago.
"Space Horse" sounds like an unsold Kinsey Star Trek script.
I would imagine he wrote a bunch of spec scripts for the 1970s Star Trek series that never was, and that one of them was eventually turned into one of those fan-made productions that's on youtube.
They probably could have convinced her of that. Shown her the radio in the laundry room that they use to communicate with passing spaceships. Their various Earth disguises.
When Stan was staring suspiciously at Martha's desk, I wondered if he would go over to Martha's apartment. What if he starts watching her and sees Clark?
I kind of want to punch Pastor Tim in the face every time he shows up.
It works much better steaming it on a tv via Yahoo's Roku channel than it does watching it on a computer—at least, for me it does.
I expected a moment where Harry would cluelessly vote for Don, much to Cutler's fury, because he had no idea that Cutler thought he had bought him.
We're losing anti-hero containment!
*explodes*
Friend of mine from high school was really into New Wave and went to a Who concert specifically to see the opening act, the B-52s. The B-52s were pelted with garbage and basically booed off the stage by outraged fans of The Who. This was perhaps not the best thought-out pairing.
I, too, saw Dylan on his 1998 "Fuck You If You're Here to Hear My Classics" tour, complete with weird reggae-ish version of Tangled Up in Blue.
Eggs aren't chicken abortions, eggs are chicken periods.
Come for the Dinklage, stay for the myrish swamp writing.
Yeah, this show is basically "What If Jerry Ford Was An Evil Genius?" They should have just made the show take place in the 70s.
Yes.
Enormous ties. Leisure suits.
Hell yeah.
With McLean Stevenson as the hapless doofus Frank ousts from the presidency.