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Bull Shannon
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My SO is out of town for the weekend, so I finally caved on both Witcher DLCs. Geralt may be the mopiest guy to not actually feel feelings, but damned if I didn't miss the guy.

*Spike Lee, as Mars Blackmon:*
It's gotta be the farting boner corpse!

Well crap. I never buy DLC, and this review reminded me of how much fun the world of The Witcher is, and how I should take a dip back in with this and the previous DLC.

I think it was really to Witcher 3's benefit that the main questline is grounded in tracking down/rescuing your apprentice. Even though the overall stakes were high and there had to be a Big Ending, I was mainly focused on doing right by my friends.

SOCK PUPPETS!

It has some creepy moments, but the acting is atrocious.

My god, can I relate to the Mulholland Drive hate. I was 13 when it came out, and remember about the *only* thing I heard about it was that the lesbian scenes were hot. I was listening to a lot of morning drive-time radio during that period, but still, it didn’t bode well.

Oh yeah Toad bites ankles.

There's a starbaaaaaack waiting in the sleeve.
He think's it's a neat trick,
But why'd he have to leave?

I think he acquits himself with enough passion for stuff that he *does* like and his targets are usually widely-enjoyed stuff that's big enough to have holes to prod. I think his Ringo Starr-bashing is a good example; it's clear he likes the Beatles and their personal projects, but he still likes to take the piss out

I thought his character was the same in the books: looks cool, has a big axe, then when anything remotely plot-related happens near him his ass gets SACKED.

This weekend my significant other is out of town, marking the first period of more than thirty minutes I can sit down with Dark Souls 3 since I bought it. So I'm pretty much planting myself in one place until I have no urge to ever pick up a controller and face that weird bag-of-nightmares walking skeleton cage again.

I don't know; you're looking at a guy who got his ass beat very consistently by a tree.

I think being too busy to really hunker down in front of Dark Souls 3 all week and weekend has been good for me. Between work, several extracurricular projects, significant other, and travel, I've only been able to give the game a spare hour here and there. In that time, I can usually find a good stopping point.

I think I actually dodged a bullet in waiting to see Clueless. I was 11 when it came out, and it looked like a total "girl movie." I finally caught it on Netflix a year or two ago, and was floored by how actually smart and funny it is. 11 year-old me would not have given it a chance.

I guess it depends on your perspective if you can consider "timeless" a brief window.

I've always maintained that Kevin Smith is a good writer, but a horrid director. I'd love to see someone else work with a script by him.

I went to a live show and had a lot of fun. There is certainly plenty of fan service and weird pauses for the audience to cheer at the sheer mention of a favorite character, but overall it was a cool experience.

I remember thinking of Larry Sanders as "that boring-ass office show that my local NBC affiliate played after the infomercial after SNL" during high school. It wasn't until 10 years later, when I caught it during its brief time on Netflix streaming, that I saw it in a more welcome context.

It also makes it easy to dismiss any legitimate criticism as this sort of nit-picking.