Someone who won't understand that reference.

You're an awful, awful person. I didn't ever need to know what eversion is and now I can't unknow it.

They don't wear pants because they don't have visible genitalia. They have a cloacal protuberance. If ducks had raging boners, you'd best believe we'd see Donald in some pants. That's why Mickey Mouse wears pants - to hide his giant hog from impressionable children (and adults who would be intimidated by its…

However it happened, it will cost a lot of dough to clean up.

$2,500.

I was also hoping that this was the long-awaited big screen, live-action update of our favourite team of Mobile Armored Strike Kommandos.

I have to admit - as manipulative as this trailer is (and that it seems to give away a fair amount of the plot - looks like the kid is pretty popular at the fireworks celebration), I'm in. Maybe because I was mocked as a kid (I was called "Big Ears the Pirate" - a stupid and retroactively funny nickname), but I…

I had Semitic - spell-check told me otherwise. *Checks to see if there's an alternate, Canadian spelling of the word* Spellcheck has screwed me twice today. Fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice, fiddle dee dee.

The guy represented Phyllis Diller. I'm guessing he's not some up-and-coming agent with a life of excess ahead of him. I'm pretty sure that this miserable old prick could leave the business today and live out a life of luxury.

I'm trying to imagine a scenario where Nazi Death Camp ISN'T some sort of fetishistic BDSM play. I can't do it. The only other scenario is an anti-Semetic board game, like Monopoly only even more depressing.

What's she doing working at an agency anyway? She should have tried to get a job on a cooking show, or maybe doing costume design.

It's only an easy word to misspell if you've no foundational knowledge of Latin root words. I suspect that this guy may be kind of dumb, but that's solely based on his apparent intellect and his shit opinions and thoughts.

If there was a Bowie branded booze, I'd probably buy it, mostly because it would have kick-ass packaging. However, I'm more interested in an interesting and enjoyable flavour than knowing that a celebrity signed a contract to have their name put on the bottle.

I find that it tastes a little like water filtered through shit, so I tend to take a pass on that basis alone. Give me a nice bourbon or scotch - something I can sip and enjoy.

Lesson 1 - Dutch Angles: Can They Be Overused? (A: No)
Lesson 2 - Adapting Stories Written By Psychopaths
Lesson 3 - Are we all just crap-lousy man-animals?

I had the novelization of "Condorman", "Super Fuzz" and "Oh You Heavenly Dog!" while growing up. I've never seen the films from which they were adapted.

You've lived your whole life with nothing to show for it now.

Whoa - try unpeeling that onion - so many layers…

Never!

That is an extremely uninspiring track record of banality. I've heard of most of those movies, seen a few of them, and they're pseudo-intellectual dreck.