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Haha, yup! And you’re on to something that may just prove to be our salvation as s country (partly, anyway). Can you imagine Trump dealing with all the limitations placed on his life by just the Secret Service, for example? Can you imagine the shoe-throwing hissy fits? Life in that bubble can be taxing for mature,

They missed an opportunity here though. Patton Oswalt as Boredom would’ve been epic. I see him with Will Smith waiting in line at the DMV, chatting about the weather for a few seconds and then sighing periodically over the next seven minutes of screen time.

Ah. The lutefiske reference in your screen name threw me off.

“For the discerning perv.”
Bet you’re Norwegian, BTW.

You’re being unfair to cartoon representations of irritable bowel syndrome in pharmaceutical ads everywhere.

‘Scuse the semi-wild speculation, but maybe CC is thinking a President Trump *barfs in mouth* will quash the Bridgegate scandal investigation, along with investigations into any related dirty bit-ness.
Or there could be a psycho-sexual explanation. Maybe Christie is really a bottom concealing that fact by playing a

I disagree. First, I’d say it would be equally understandable if the father reacted with shame and anger towards his son. A lot of dads teach their children to owe up to what they do.
But even if I were to concede that the dad can’t be blamed for being in his child’s corner, let’s remember he’s not offering quiet

And here is our nation’s inequality problem in an ugly little nutshell. The judge is basically saying that prison is acceptable for poor people who never had the chance to practice their butterfly stroke for hours a day but a fate too cruel for this special little snowflake, who apparently has the right to use the

Full disclosure: I grew up lower-working class, and yeah, you can see where this is going. My problem with the incessant parade of movies focusing on those who don’t really have to work is this: It’s a reminder to me that the people who get to make and star in movies these days are the very people who haven’t got a

Oh thank god. I mean, not for my own sake, but for, uh, my uh, friend’s sake. Yeah. My friend...Bill. Bill, uh, Schmergerson. From Canada. You wouldn’t know him.

The answer is no, no one can afford property taxes in New Jersey.

Oh god, right? I’m thankful when she only pauses it instead of opening nine tabs or inverting the screen.

I’m with these guys. From now on, I deny all you ladies my sweat. My delicious, glistening sweat, which tastes of sweetest honey.
And no more with the doors either. Don’t care if you’re 85 years old and hauling four grocery bags. You’re on your own, granny.

If a parent walks out on a little kid, I think the kid can’t help but have some vague sense of loss or a need for some kind of closure. And I think that’s so no matter what variant of abandonment you’re talking about — a mother and a son, a father and a daughter, a mother and a daughter, etc.
I am struck by an

What, no love for Kirk? I’m disappointed in you people.

Jee-bus apparently has no problem with brutal dictators, greed and child slave labor though. In case you needed a reminder of just how vile this bible-thumping multimillionaire fossil really is:

Please, somebody out there make “Why you comin’ at me with them pork-ass hands?” a thing.