fastandsloppy
fastandsloppy
fastandsloppy

Jeez. I get irritable if I have to sit through a cut scene lasting more than a couple of minutes. This sound horrible.

That 500 mile wide band of irradiated wasteland in what used to be Central America really solved that communism problem… but I miss bananas.

It's like Kind Bud, only with semen.

It was Richard Kind's evil twin; Dick Selfish.

Hell, if my wife could actually keep her scat in the litterbox for a fucking change I'd be on cloud nine

I'm totally the opposite. If I'm drifting past some place that has a radio on and I can hear COTTFO playing I'll turn my radio on to hear it. My wife likes it too; we've been singing it to each other for months.

You obviously forgot that his was disproved by the D Boon Refutation in which it was shown that The Minutemen can indeed do double nickles on the dime.

No dice unless there's a dancing, stop motion hamburger.

The Van Halen Theorem mathematically proves that, even if we don't know what 'it' might be, we can at least be certain that I want some too. Yeeeeah.

Wait until you see the Zack Snyder remake!

Fuckin' Obama!

39 actually.

Because some of the most intense arguments are between people who agree on 90% of the issues but differ on tactics. That's DD & P in a nutshell.

The stairway fight is indeed hella badass. However, my favorite fight of the entire season… belongs to someone else. But I've said too much.

I disagree!

"Slag off!"

If you want to see film about Art, stick to documentaries. There are bunches of them.

We already had Grand Theft Parsons. How many 'driving around with a dead songwriter' films does this century need?

Where did you get that preposterous hypothesis? Did Steve tell you that perchance?

But are they poppin' off the top of your esophagus?