Yeah, that had never been done *kaff*The Starlost!!*kaff* before, had it???
Yeah, that had never been done *kaff*The Starlost!!*kaff* before, had it???
Swimming in the details. Even with the new office and the nice new suits, Jimmy STILL carries a velcro wallet…
Some of the laziest, most dumbassed writing and plotting to stink up the joint in a long time. A total total waste of some great actors and a pretty nifty concept. I doubt it would have even gotten a 2nd season without its taking heinous advantage of the Boomer Morse and Opie love.
I was a little taken aback at the part of them already having eaten some prior to discovery of the bonus protein, like two guys sitting in the parking lot with sporks freepouring Ranch into the bag.
And then I remembered, oh right, WalMart. Florida.
I think I may have just described Florida veganism.
No mention of Willie Nelson's third movie role ever? With one of the best lines of the 80s:
You're kind of a heel to point that out. To the bottom of your very sole.
Aren't Joe and Ringo related somehow by marriage or some deal?
Fucking Magga, what a tool.
So I heard there's going to be a benefit fundraiser for the victims of the Bowling Green Massacre.
Casey and Finnegan
Am I the only one who sat watching (and sobbing) last week as Barry and Joe got ready to ride off together into the sunset and kept thinking of these two?
It Harley seems fair…
Yeah, that seems a bit of a reach. Especially since they clearly show the guys' enormous whanger before she says anything. I'm not even sure I noticed he was black, or the Host equivalent of that.
Honestly, I could have sat through an hour of just Amantha and Teddy in the apartment (So do you hate all your neighbors??). The magnificence of the writing shows in how Teddy pretty much always holds his own in their encounters, which is the exact opposite of Chapter 2 Section 7 of The Shitheel Lazyassed TV Writer's…
Listen you kids, not only is Mr Zeke NOT the Senator, he's actually Newly from Gunsmoke!
"Tawney’s so seeped in the stuff that she can’t bring herself to say the word “divorce.”
Gifford? Sinatra? N-Furter?!?!?! The mind reels.
…in the friscilating dusklight…