It was no more than a feeling.

So satisfied, I'm on my way.

The comments just get older, and the features stay the same age.

I'm not saying he wasn't intelligent, but every sentence he uttered was like he had converted his college education into rolls of quarters, stuffed them in a sock, and was bludgeoning us in the head with it.

"Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century
And everyone of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin' coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my soul…"

I gather it was some kind of macro-bio-religious diet thing taken to far.

This is true.

We need to exclude anything from the Phantom Menace or those other two on a technicality, just to conserve variety.

You know what's difficult?

The original series scenes with Major Briggs at the dinner table were always very funny to me.

I'm more of a fan of bad writing.

I have an irresponsible streak, which makes it likely that I'll die outside, unlike the newscaster.

"It was Saturday last week
I was hanging out at Johnson's creek
We were partying in my van
When we were hassled by the man
Jamming to Foghat on my 8-track
With a case of malt liquor and a bong in back
from out of nowhere came the man in blue
I thought we were busted but the pig was cool
The pig was cool
I knew him from school
Th…

In fact, he starved himself to death. Literally.

A good fit.

All too damn true, that.

I un-ironically loved Knight Rider. Of course, I was 9 when it first aired.

The Choco Taco is indeed a fine thing. You know what else is great?

When I consider the dark, resonant vibe that Mobb Deep had at its best, death and violence with gravitas, this feels extremely weird.

Hopefully better designed than the Summer Slide in the Jerryboree.