Ah, the ol’ Sebulba move.

You forgot to mention “It can be two things!”

Half the TV shows on tv make you think that 3/4 of the US looks like Glendale.

Don’t ever watch Justified. It nearly made my dad’s head explode and he’s not even from Kentucky, he just knows Santa Clarita when he sees it.

I can remember the four notes that passed for the rousing chorus, and his little falsetto that I swear I’ve heard 10 R&B artist use before in the 90's.

I love A View to a Kill! Not a good Bond movie, but a GREAT 80s movie.

Whoops. For me he’s 1-3. Casino Royale puts me to sleep.

We need Sick Boy to meet Craig and say. “He’s alright, but he ain’t Sean Connery”

It was even worse than Die Another Day by Madonna, at least that had a peppy beat and might work as an instrumental. This one would just sound like outtakes from Howard Shore’s Lord of the Rings score, and not the good stuff...

Not an electrical box, but for some reason Blofeld liked the dude in Quantum of Solace’s setup and filled giant inflatable rafts full of propane or some shit. And that’s after Bond has a needle drilled into his ocular cavity and into his forebrain, yet shakes it off like a flue vaccine in the arm.

Not to mention that all the way back in 2006 he had the craggy face of some 55 year old Cockney Machinist you’d see at the pub 6 nights a week in Birmingham.

It was sung by that little prick who sings like Michael Bolton but looks like Phil Collins.

Having the climatic movie in this arc be accompanied by a limp, warbling, “Michael McDonald on Nyquil” White-Soul ballad sung by a guy who didn’t even know that his big hit was a ripoff of “I Won’t Back Down” from Tom Petty’s legendary solo album, “Full Moon Fever”?

Of course, that decision was a no-brainer. Money in…

It’s usually a good rule of thumb (yes I know, outdated and rooted in misogyny, but it’s so apt for application in much more benign contexts) that the quality of the Bond film is directly proportional to the quality of the Bond Song. The exception? Live and Let Die, of course. But what do I know, that’s still my…

Of course, I say this with love... but teenagers have brains as soft as a newborn’s skull, needs to be filled with more knowledge, not letting their ignorant asses lead the charge. Put some fucking adults out there who halfway know what they’re talking about.

What about my generation? You old fucks fucked us too, nobody said squat. (18 in 2005, 22 and looking for a job in 2009, yay!)

I didn’t know that being a grumpy old fuck before my time was edgy! I guess then Clint Eastwood is edgy AS FUCK.

“I can tell you that children are NOT our future, and I can prove it with my usual flawless logic. Children can’t be the future because by the time the future arrives they won’t be children anymore so BLOW ME!”

-George Carlin, RIP

Why? Because they know how to act out? Oh wow, it takes a lot for kids to act out and be dissatisfied...

True... and Trump would declare that he’d “make a better teacher, a fantastic teacher, the best, real classy with the studies and the knowledge and stuff.”