Do you know if it was hanging out with mine? If so, could you tell him to call?

please do

Blanket Jackson’s Adventures in Celibacy

Rob Marshall mucked up a lot of it, but goddammit, he understood the heart of the piece. That's probably the hardest thing to get right about Into the Woods. Plus those orchestrations are unbelievable. I do, however, wish we could have been able to see James Corden sing 'No More'.

I've read that script. I can't stress how awful it was.

Blanket Jackson' Adven– Eh, I'm tired. I'll see y'all next week.

[Anne Bancroft Rises from the dead and dies again]

[David Letterman wakes up in a cold sweat]

Shit's in the dictionary and everything.

Isn't that why they wanted a unicorn in the first place?

I knew somebody in the AV Club commentariat had to like Hamilton.

Therapy tends to be the best route, since it is a condition with such a largely psychological component. Plus, therapy is just a good thing to get. I try to encourage as many people as I can to get a therapist.

I did the same with Stephen Sondheim.

Wow, it’s the fourth week of

Hahahaha, oh lord. The borther is gay and the sister is straight. If I was a real piece of shit and, y'know, actually had a functioning libido, that could take me in some interesting directions.

Call Orson Welles! This might just be Too Much Johnson!

Man, I don't get sexting. I get, like pictures and video and shit. Hell, I masturbate on webcam for money, but using words for sex is just bizarre to me. I actually feel really bad because one of the first sexual encounters I had with my ex-girlfriend was sexting her to climax while I thought we were just joking…

I have bad joints and a bad neck. I can't imagine giving head for an hour. I know precisely why I am single.

I love you both.

I still do.