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Seconded.
"Our Nation's" feels redundant.
Oh fuck my cock.
…no.
But that would kill him.
me have quick (trial) want slow.
Battocks.
This is music!
I splooged a bit on the XTC.
You know who would be great and not at all-litigious… is Anne.
You know what I call television? The idiot box.
Wait, the one thing you should never eat is bananas? That's bananas!
Or, you know, just don't go.
I wouldn't argue with the performances. I guess it doesn't rate that highly for me because it's guiding theme seems to be "check out these idiots" without any trace of sympathy. I still enjoy it but I prefer the Coens' films that have at least a shred of affection for at least a few of the characters.
Burn After Reading may be minor Coens, but the reveal of the sex chair stands toe to toe with the funniest moments in their filmography.
I was thinking Van Gogh.
For a Few Mosquitoes More
Yeah, suck it Fugit!
You never hear this kind of story about Richard Gear.