"I'm not stupid, Mr. Allen."
Jump-cut to Wally drooling in a corner.

Please. In a year, they'll have to call this The Barry.

Nah, he'll just be standing by that one window at Police HQ, chillin'.

Also, discover Pantene, Daisy.

Tonight's episode of the Flash has been brought to you by McNuggets: everything tastes like chicken when you fry it.

"OK, so after you, Iris, Ramon, Catlin, Wells, Daughter of Wells, Snart, Patty, the casts of both Supergirl and Arrow, my dad, this English scientist, Madonna, that guy at CVS and Anderson Cooper, nobody, I mean nobody else can know my secret identity. I mean no — oh shit, Wally?"

I, for one, think it's hilarious, especially in response to a bizarrely specific scenario.

"It's great to see you, Sansa. AND your tasty, tasty brain."

If GOT were done like a Moulin Rouge jukebox musical, tonight's "Who Runs The World? Girls" Montage would have kicked all kinds of ass.

I think this movie was the inspiration for Madonna's Power of Goodbye video

I hated her as well. So faux freak. To be fair, I hated the Deepy Creepys in high school, as well.

Everyone was all "its so original" while I was thinking "its Star Wars meets Nell-Buffy."

If I recall, this piece of shit beat LA Confidential and Boogie Nights at the Oscars.

When that full-grown, lusty and busty babe statutory rapes that 9-year old boy in the back of a car, I'm out.

In a very un-PC move, I used to call this movie "America's Luckiest Retard" way back in the day.

Maxwell Caufield in his sleeveless biker get-up is the sole reason for my ongoing homosexuality.

Stupidity caused Reagan.

God, that movie SUCKS. I hated everybody in that movie.

When I hear of people getting married at old, restored, "romantic" plantations, I always wonder why people don't hold events at concentration camps. I'm sure they'll be a gas.

"I find the South to be…how shall I say this…aggresively proud of its own ignorance?" Kathy Griffin