All that wealth in the Kardashian/Jenner/West Sunken Place is only eclipsed by the dearth of books any of them possess. A goddamn literary desert.

If I can be obvious for a second, I think no band had a better track record opening their albums with a killer trio of songs than Nirvana. If I had to pick one above the others, I guess I would go with In Utero, which opened with Serve the Servants, Scentless Apprentice, and Heart Shaped Box.

It’s not that hard to understand. It feeds into people’s need to shit all over what other people like so they can then say that what they like is so much superior. One of our worse instincts to be sure, but an instinct nonetheless.

Those cults can be very snobby and stuck up.

Oh so if it was done in the past it’s cool for it to happen again? Pound sand.

your president is Donald Trump?! seriously, we don’t even have people like that here because they are quietly euthanized by boomerangs and aboriginal spears

Where has Della Reese gone? To hell, surprisingly.

I concur. Stefon’s appeal has completely eluded me, and will continue to do so.

Push bikes? That must be some sort of Australian slang, like lift, lorry, chazzwazzers and the Malonga Gilderchuck.

Since I am not with what is it, and what is it, I am not with, someone’s going to have to explain all of this to me, starting with who is Sister Jean, why would anyone want to fuck her, and what does this have to do with Rafael Palmeiro in 1996?

Australia? Well that explains everything.

You forgot to tell us how many pushups you can do.

The Lodge, was in the heart of Chicago’s saloon-heavy stretch of Division Street just west of State Street (picture those places where Rob Lowe and Jim Belushi hung out in About Last Night). It looked a lot like the name implied, exuding a kind of chalet-like charm; we liked to say that nobody ever went to The Lodge,…

I sometimes sit with my female friends at coffee where I’m only guy at table, because they like and trust me, they say I’m a safe guy, whatever that means, 

I always thought it was a shame that they cut out the scenes in Born in East LA where Cheech teaches the OTM’s (other than Mexicans) all about calculus. That decision may have cost Cheech a long deserved Oscar nomination.

As I watch, I find myself having little sympathy for the townspeople of Antelope. What’s that you say, your city is being overtaken by outsiders who just showed up out of nowhere, and have brought with them strange customs and a religion based on one man’s teachings? And they care very little about who they have to go…

If it’s PC, then it would be Clean Harriet.

Also they should have gotten one of The Kids In The Hall to play the Queen

Depends on your definition of “Oscar bait”, but I would say Vanilla Sky, Gangs of New York, and Any Given Sunday.