Dammit, Teti! Don't make me have to start watching this crap again!

Do they have a clash with the Mafia that is ultimately resolved via a battle in Sookie's front yard? I might go back and start watching again if that goes down.

I quit watching this show in the beginning of season 5, but I saw this article and decided to give it a click. I was sure that Yakuza reference in the recap was just a joke, but then I scrolled down and… there's actually a Yakuza storyline in this season? What the hell?

I'm imagining an early 90s Calvin Klein's Obsession-type commercial.

It's kind of a Diana Ross & The Supremes-situation.

Starring the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim

Wow. I came here to snarkily criticize that Boobs and Butt pose, but I ended up placing an order for issue #1, instead.

It's a wonderfully quotable film. We still call them Pirin tablets in my family.

Can somebody who owns Mrs. Doubtfire on DVD help me out? Both my mother and I swear up and down that we remember seeing a trailer for that film that included an (apparently) unused take during the country club scene. When Stuart invites Mrs. Doubtfire to swim with the rest of the family, she refuses, saying that her…

DJ Mano: proud graduate of the Amy's Baking Company-school of social media PR

I like to think of myself as an open-minded individual, but I am disgusted at Dan's response to PUP.

Aww, dammit.

I once witnessed my mother reenacting that talking vagina bit from Comic Relief, and I want to make sure that everyone reading this has to suffer an equivalent mental image.

Last night, I came across a bunch of idiots agreeing with a meme that claimed Robin's death was the result of the Illuminati trying to pull attention away from the Mike Brown shooting.

That food porn sequence at the end of Action Bronson's "Strictly 4 My Jeeps" video was made for you.

I respectfully disagree. The "dead homie rap" sub-genre is awesome because of the mixture of unabashed corniness and overt thuggery.

Best Hatesong ever, and this is a song I like.

That's how you do it. Alienate everyone, save for your most obsessively-dedicated fans, then charge all 25 of them $1000 each for your every-idea-I-had-in-the-80s box set.

Denise Huxtable is a good choice, if only for her wardrobe.

The title character on Maude had one back in the 70s.