Oh, AV Club. To lose Nathan Rabin may be regarded as a misfortune. To lose the Law & Order thread looks like carelessness.

'Goodbye,’ the hipster douchebag said, and was surprised to find a lump in his throat. ‘It’s such an unpleasant word, isn’t it?’

Go back to Massachusetts!

Fu Manchico.

Wasn't this semi-lampshaded by the scene at the end of Buffy's prom where she gets an award for ensuring the lowest mortality rate among seniors in Sunnydale High's history? Death stalked Sunnydale like a giant stalking thing. Being in the Bronze increased your chances of Buffy being there to save you.

My Feedly has been swamped of late with variations on the same theme, i.e. that the PotUS is a revolting man-child. But hey, it was worth it to be informed of the latest edition of My World of Flops or the Silly Little Show-Biz Book Club.

You're going to let that shyster on?

It should have marketed itself as 'featuring a mustachioed, bespectacled Gary Cole'.

Apologies, you mentioned Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon and I had to scroll right to the bottom.
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As Keanu once said in a past incarnation: excellent! I'll read the rest of the article now, thanks.

He moved smoothly from Spanking The Monkey to Choking The Chicken.

He even says Sir with a capital S.

I often thought that about Shania Twain's ex-husband. Mutt by name…

A bit unfair on Glasgow though.

Perhaps?

REM wrote a song about it.

It's gaming with someone I can beat.

That was the first thing that came to my mind. A pathetic story, in both senses of the word.

My eyes! The goggles do nothing!

James Woods would also like the record to show his disdain for conspiracy theories.

I'm eagerly awaiting the answer to this question so I can then ask the respondent for the formula for the elixir of youth and next week's lottery numbers.