Oh man, he's not 'getting away with it' he's super charismatic, smart, funny and attractive. When the cue card guy and the head writer are throwing down over who Dave's best buddy is, you got yourself a cult of personality.

Um, pretty sure South Park said the most efficient way is to eat with your butt so…?

With garlic croutons and too much dressing?

If only there were some "free" way to watch "tv" and "video" "online" that worked for you and "me".

Some men like them crazy, and at least she's a screamer. He was thinking about Sansa anyway.

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It is literally reactionary in the dictionary sense, although I didn't use that word, if you see art as an egalitarian exercise that exists beyond society to reflect upon and criticize society.

Oh, that wasn't just mocking, that was SATIRE! Another form of art. I know you understand that, but the word art is coming up surprisingly little in this discussion, and I refuse to take ANY of it seriously unless we acknowledge that we're dealing with the arts.

Oh, I'm SURE they just had NO IDEA. They spun as hard as they could to avoid the fallout, and it looked cowardly. Colbert just went through the same thing with racism, tackled it head-on, and came out on top.

No, because you're manufacturing the difference. Rape is terrible in real life. This isn't real life, this is art, even if it is television.

In Weeds Nancy MOVED IN with Esteban after he raped her. But for some reason this is deadly serious.

Or maybe it's all about redemption. If I can forgive Alex DeLarge, or at least sympathize with him by the end, I can work with Jaime.

As far as I'm concerned, Nickolaj Coster-Waldau is incapable of rape. I wouldn't give a shit if my nasty little inbred son was being crushed to death underneath of us, and that's the truth.

How would you know any of that? Even Martin said that, essentially, the book scene is being told by an unreliable narrator.

Fuck this shit.

You're not the boss of the bus stop! And besides, George Soros is paying me to follow Jim around and comment on his comments.

It wasn't restless legs, Jim! I was having an aneurysm. My legs are now useless and floppy because my brain flooded itself with blood in an attempt to protect me from your terrible posting. It TRIED and it FAILED, Jim, because I am still here and your comments seem to be getting EVEN WORSE.

I'm concerned that you might not be smoking enough pot.

If I just wanted to sit around not laughing at Will Ferrell I'd put on Land of the Lost, thank you very much.

I CAN'T CALM DOWN JIM I AM FAR TOO WORKED UP FOR THAT WHY EVER DID YOU OPEN THIS PANDORAS BOX OF VAGUE CRITICISM FOLLOWED BY ODD PATERNAL SOOTHING I NEED CLOSURE YOU MONSTER