Allegedly. I gave up on it after three episodes.

Cashier: “Could I get a name for that mocha?”

That would be “Fun Toy Banned Because Of Three Stupid Dead Kids.”

*bons mots

Everyone I know IRL loves it.

The short-lived ’90s talk show <i>Lauren Hutton And…</i> tried <i>way</i> too hard to visually jazz up its interviews: mirrors all over the place, artsy-fartsy lighting, weird camera angles… it was a very creepy show. <i>Saturday Night Special</i> (speaking of ’90s shows almost no one remembers) did a great spoof of…

There’s no farting in <i>Babe.</i>

Wow, it doesn’t take a lot to ruin something for you.

<i>the vile scheme Burns’ concocts</i>

Psh, that’s been done—Eamon (no relation, though we have the same surname as well) dropped the deep cut “Get Off My Dick!” in 2004.

I worked at Tower for approximately the last thirteen months of the chain’s U.S. existence. One of my favorite customers was the one who knew enough English to select a DVD called <i>Teenage Jizz Junkies</i> but not enough to understand my request for his ID.

<i>White Man’s Burden</i> was shot before <i>Pulp Fiction</i> but released long after it.

Ben Kweller’s <i>Sha Sha</i> and Josh Joplin Group’s <i>The Future That Was</i> need to be represented here.

moddos, plz do a remove of dis heckpost

“Neck in neck.” “Unexpected upset.” I miss copyeditors so much.

*Chamberlin

Let’s review:

“Never make fun of a person’s name! Your mama gave you that name! Or ya made it up for business purposes!”

How can you say she “contributed nothing to that show and never demonstrated even one moment of comic personality” when by your own admission you “watched infrequently over the years she was on”?

A friend of mine would always apologize for farting around me, and I’d always let him off the hook with “Hey, better out than in.”