Touch a button. Things happen. A scientist becomes a beast.

Just a couple weeks ago, I heard a Kelly Clarkson song that perfectly mimicked that song that goes "It just takes some time, na-nananaNANANANA, na na na, na-nanananana, it'll be just fine, over and over, it'll be allright, allright." I could even sing along with it and everything.

Let me get this straight: you took all your money from the clown college and bet against the Harlem Globetrotters?

Mrs. Peacock was a man?!?

When I had seen only the headline, for some reason I had, in my mind, confused Craig Ferguson with Craig Kilborn. And I thought "Craig Kilborn as a recluse? Of course!"

"and one count of having sex with an underage girl in a London court"

*sexy Southern drawl*
Oh mister idiotking, you do go on

Why John, you old stick-in-the-mud. I've been listening to that horseshit of yours for months. And you can take that crap and blow it out your ass. And for good measure, sit on this, John.

We are one! We are one!!!

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Sure, they've got the Braves, but it's a third-rate symphony.

Some days, the internet comments just write themselves.

I would tie In Utero together with Unplugged In New York as final statements; they have a very bipolar relationship with each other.

I suppose it doesn't really count, since Bob had finished the album before his near-fatal heart infection, and since his album ruminating about death ended up being the start of a new creative peak. No doubt though that Time Out Of Mind is one of the best ever albums about death, loss, and isolation.

TO WENDY'S!

You make me tingle, Fingal.

I usually hate these too, except the one for the Star Trek: TNG movies. That all the Enterprise crew die during Generations, Picard remains trapped in the Nexus, and that First Contact, Insurrection, and Nemesis are all just Nexus-fueled figments of his imagination. Cause that theory actually makes a lot of sense.

Internet, you have far too much time on your hands.

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That's some good work, A.V. Club. You'll make sergeant for this.

Come on fhqwhgads Internet. I see you jockin' me. Tryin to play like U NO ME