When the A.V. Club woke up one morning from unsettling dreams, it found itself changed into a monstrous Kinja.
When the A.V. Club woke up one morning from unsettling dreams, it found itself changed into a monstrous Kinja.
No, no, he was French; he was saying du pain.
The way he leaps right up, claps his hands and declares “Well! That felt geud.” as if nothing’s happened sums up Clouseau so much in my mind.
I worked in an ice cream store. I ate ice cream until I developed a permanent brain freeze.
Stan on the Run!
One more now.
A good steak pun is a rare medium well-done.
Nah, looks like you punish yourself enough as it is
PSI: New England
And out comes the sous vide to solve everything!
“literally something I did on my old show when I played an insane person”
How did we skip Cecil B Demented?
No Raising Arizona?
I know it’s a baby they kidnap in that one, but still...
I didn’t give you permission to pen my biography.
Hari Seldon, creator of Marthahistory
It basically sounds like a distilled version of the traditional Mongolian milk-based liquor Kumis. Although Kumis is traditionally made with mare’s milk, not cow (although it often is made with the latter).
KIIIIIIIIINJAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!