Oh, and diffuse when you mean defuse. Ugh.
Eamon Doyle
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Three of them are masterful deadpan acts. John Sakars is serious but hilarious all the same.
A complete list of YouTube stars I enjoy:
Lots of A.V. Club commenters are comedians manqué. I, on the other hand, have been published in Pendulous Breasts Quarterly, so you all have to listen to me.
I defiantly am.
Faze is on my list of linguistic lost causes, along with beck and call, jell, just deserts, led, loath, one and the same, sneak peek, tongue-in-cheek, trouper, whoa, and hear, hear.
Random Roles suggestion: Jane Adams.
Snatched is an especially egregious case of this.
I didn't drink until I was twenty-eight. I'm thirty-two. It's all over so quickly…
The most popular urologist in Fairfield, CA is a Dr. Wang.
I hope that one day the New Yorker just goes, “Fuck this shit. Cooperate, debut, teenage, R&B, percent.”
Fuck that; I've been using semicolons tastefully since kindergarten.
When my clean-living Catholic paternal grandmother was eighty-five, some caretaker took her to see Analyze That. When my aunts and uncles found out what movie the caretaker had picked, they were concerned the profanity might offend her. When she arrived home, one of them trepidatiously asked her, "How was the movie?"
I once played King Missile III's "The Miracle of Childbirth" on the Tower Records soundsystem until my boss ran up to me yelling, "Abort, abort, abort!"
I'm.
Troll better next time.
I sure do. Thank you for capitulating.
No it isn't. I have the royalty statements to prove it.
What a weird and rude accusation.