Home on the Range! That was the terrible one with the bull who had udders!
Home on the Range! That was the terrible one with the bull who had udders!
Yep, and they're a tiny fraction of the population with almost zero influence.
And I must be living in a total hermit bubble because I have NEVER heard that song.
Worst offender on the "Bad Female Representation in a Cartoon film" scale?
Bee Movie. ANYTHING about bees should easily pass the Bechdel test. But Jerry Seinfeld, despite his claim to an obsession with bees and all the research he did about them, totally failed.
And then there was that one terrible movie from a few years ago in which the main character was a male bovine with udders.
Mmm, old WASPy types frequently go by weird little nonsensical pet names. Doesn't surprise me at all.
My evil high school boyfriend was actually jealous of my fiction-crush on Seth Cohen. He would derisively refer to certain music I liked as "Seth songs" and get weird and defensive if I mentioned The OC. Because it was SO plausible that I could cheat on him with a fictional character played by an actor I had never…
Seriously? That's too amazing.
The entire description of the Charlie Chaplin costume cracked me up.
I actually wouldn't mind a Subaru or Volvo wagon as my Futurecar either…but I guess that shouldn't be surprising, what with the bisexuality and all…
Hear, hear!
When I was 7, I had this book about all the US presidents, and there was this drawing of Teddy Roosevelt that was completely freakishly toothsome, and really scared me when I first saw it.
Eh, Lorelai's class-conflict scenes didn't feel over the top to me. I've seen worse.
I occasionally write in margins, but more often I highlight or use page flags. I don't need my books to be pristine; but I do like marking where they struck me as WHOA.
Really?
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Oh, she probably does, eventually, after working for Obama for a while.
Or the moment in season 1 where Paris' "date" reveals himself to be her cousin, and then Paris screams at her about it—you definitely see some of that there when Rory tells Paris that she was the one who just told everyone about how dateless she is
Yeah, they're comfortable, but not wealthy, I'd say.
What bugs me is the assertion that the ability to be able to treat people well is something that only people with money can have. That…doesn't hold.
I grew up in a similar situation as your friend…but I knew from the beginning how much my parents would have been completely pissed if I had done construction projects in the house without their permission. (I would not have had permission.)
I haven't watched those episodes since they aired—I remember liking Marty far more than Logan initially. I didn't know what a "nice guy" was back then, but when I get around to the college years during this rewatch my opinion might change (those dudes do annoy me).
I do wish Rory could have had a few more real good…