Can’t lick nothin’ if one ain’t got no tongue no more. Just sayin’.

But how did Begley overcome the smug pollution?

Better to have the Skrull impersonate Peter. Spider-Man knows how to do his thing, and the Skrull would just have to run past a camera.

And if anything happens to someone Peter cares about as a result of this revelation, Jameson will find out that HE’s extremely vulnerable. We’ll never witness Alex Jones getting the shit beaten out of his skull with a tire iron, but I’ll accept Jonah getting destroyed as consolation.

What I like most about the revelation of Spidey’s identity by Jameson is that it allows the MCU the opportunity to absolutely pole-vault over that part of comic-book history that I always found cringeworthy: Peter working—deceitfully—for the scumbucket who slags one of his identities incessantly and wants the other ide…

GOP response #1: “Fool! Trees cause cancer!”

Or, more along his M.O., he splatters them, like he splattered these other fanboys.

Orca, which is based on Arthur Herzog’s 1977 novel

Don’t tell ME what to do, you moEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

“I threw all my money in the river and now it’s GONE!! Somebody DO something!!” Heh. A fool and their money, something something.

“Partly cloudy throughout the weekend with high humidity.”

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Case in point:

Kim: “You lost, little boy? (looking around) Whose mans is this? Did somebody lose a dotard?”

For me, A Bug’s Life>Antz. I saw Bug’s early on, and still love it. Kevin Spacey’s Hopper is still terrifying. Antz just hurts to look at. I mean, it’s fugly.

Deep Impact may have been two hours of emotional manipulation (which worked; I could hardly see the destruction of the East Coast because I was trying to control my BLOO BLA BLOO BLA BLOO BOO BOOOOOO), but Armageddon might as well have been a SyFy remake of Meteor with even less science and more testosterone. I find…

Hollywood is still (last I heard) going through with a live-action Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH, yet Mouse Guard is somehow unworkable?? What a bag of farts.

Annnnnnnnd?

I will confess that I really want to see his success cause her to shit bricks in rage, bricks with sharp corners on them. But I’m still happier for him than I’m mad at her.