Well, they did leave out the part where he, uh, soiled himself.

“Get ready to see the bids fly sky high.”

Don’t fan the flames of their internet outrage.

I think it's called exposure therapy.

Because...of course it’s better!

“Accident,” you say? Just butter the floor!

Is this typical of Americans? Learning English phonetically?

It’s the camera effect. Climbing a crane like that is no worst than doing the hike up Half Dome.

Acting and tone are good. They just need to tweak the costume a bit, it’s lacking in the posterior department — but the color is spot on!

I wouldn’t mind spending some quality time with Miss Kim either. Problem is; how to know if she’s genuinely having fun with me?

Oh shit! Here comes the tone police.

“...but at least raw numbers link to the opposite being closer to the truth...”

I’m in the same ship. People usually call it, being in a committed relationship.

Piece of cane and a string? Too rich for my blood!

I moved from LA 16 years ago; while I don’t completely miss the scorching summers, I do miss the wonderfully warm evenings afforded by the Santa Ana winds. It was just so pleasant to have a walk with a warm, dry breeze at your face.

The Joker is more of a combination of a jester/trickster. Clowns are supposed to be more slapstick.

It has been particularly chilly here in California’s Central Coast. I mean, that’s how it is. Our weather is, breezy-cool and colder, with a few hot days interspersed here and there.