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Dr. Clint Handsome
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The ice wall is my favorite part too because it's the only part that makes "sense". Like if you've already decided that the world is flat and you accept that flying across the Pacific proves it's not flat like a map, "logically" Antarctica must be a giant ice wall that surrounds the world.

As Joan started re-positioning the Pepsi bottle so the label was facing, I thought "What the fuck is she doing?" and then howled when it was revealed she brought a photographer.

I had the Waters cameo spoiled for me, but I didn't know who he was playing. So as soon as I heard the name William Castle, I had a Lucile Bluth "Gene Parmesan!"-esque freak-out.

Castle owned his image as a low rent Hitchcock and, as this promo photo attests, had a blast doing it:

I think Herc and the Herculoids would have to be brought in as an early influence (or another special award) because, if memory serves, Herc has no recorded output aside from a few guest appearances on other people's tracks; and eligibility is based on 25 years passing since an act's first single/record. Correct me if

I think Tupac should get in before Nas and Outkast only because the latter two aren't eligible until 2019.

He makes Pennywise look friendly.

My guess is that he ordered another pizza and is ecstatic that Rick and Morty is back.

Oh man, he was wonderful as the interrogator, but when Rick took over his brain…holy shit. I've liked Nathan Fillion's voice work before, but he knocked that right out of the park.

"He's a spy, blow him up. I'm gonna go take a shit."

Yeah, see the hologram’s missing, and there’s no such type as the Spungos, and, finally, these badges seem to be printed on some sort of cracker.

Like Sandshrews through a Houndour-glass, these are the Deinos of our lives.

The Dwyer video is something I have read a lot about and am fascinated by, but have absolutely no desire to watch.

You're going to have to explain this to me.

Oh yes, there was a newswire article alerting us to the fake, terrifying Dikachu.

I would actually love it if a Pokemon game had a side quest involving some dick running his own gym in the middle of nowhere. Sure, the Saffron City Fighting Dojo is kind of like that, but I'm thinking more along the lines of a non-sanctioned "gym leader" who has been taking people's money and/or Pokemon and you teach

I believe you mean A MILLION STARS!

Forget it felonious, based on his replies this guy's confused, dumb or a troll.

I described it to a friend last night as simultaneously the funniest comedy and the darkest tragedy.