I know nothing about this person other than what is reported in this article, and I already hate him.

Not any of the Mandarin speakers I know. The R/L confusion is just as strong there.

I no longer have any CDs, and at my peak I probably had under 1000. But I have way, way more than 2000 digital albums.

I probably listen to more live recordings than studio, or if not it's got to be very close. Don't really care much about what's missing, what's left is good enough, if they're good musicians.

I told him that the first week, he didn't listen to me. Then again maybe if I had shouted it and sworn it would have worked better.

That's gonna start a fire.

Why you buggin?

So.. This looks this is an acronym?

And in @rumpledtulip:disqus's mum.

I used to work in a meat department of a supermarket. Two of the guys there had sections of missing fingers, one from the bandsaw, one from the meat grinder.

Ah, but are you inside a petrified 11-year-old?

The mere existence of Brooks and Friedman makes me want to commit massacres.

The A.V. Club

It doesn't, because no one is on it. It's really not a very hard criteria to meet. I mean, no one makes fun of Keira Knightley on my ottoman*, and that's a hell of a lot bigger than his watch.

I literally just spent twenty minutes trying and failing to locate a scan of a page from Hulk 398, where he has no pants on, and The Leader (his Big Bad) asks him to put some pants on because he is giving some of them inferiority complexes, and Atalanta (a female kinda-sidekick) says "Don't hurry on my account.".

It would be more like hate explode someone.

Well, I mean however big your asshole is, Reed Richards can clearly make his bigger, I mean that's how his power works, right?

Really that should be "Woop Woop".

He might like Baby Geniuses!

I could use a bowl right now too. Hate cereal though. Oh… never mind.