It is sooooooo good. And Titus Welliver (I adore him) and Sarah Paulson. And Powers Boothe. Everyone in it is so good.

I just commented this up thread, but, bears repeating: Deadwood.

Deadwood. Dead.Wood. Deadwooooooooood.

Oh, that is just mean.

Well, there is that. And we really, really like hitting things. A lot.

I don’t want DC films to fail. I want good DC movies about the characters I love. It’s painful when the films are awful.

You’re perfect.

My pregnancy was the worst. THE FUCKING WORST, and I applaud you, fucking APPLAUD YOU.

Well, having your soul sucked of you ages a guy. Dims the light, as it were.

It’s the set of his jaw. That is locked in place and some heavy-duty teeth gritting right there. You can practically see the tendons throbbing. Bless him.

Double shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!

Put him on a commemorative fucking bottle at least.

Jack for life. They should just sponsor him.

Shiiiiiiiiiiiiit.

Can we be friends? Please let’s be friends. I really want to be friends with you. I’m Canadian; I can offer political sanctuary.

Well, I think he’s awesome, but I’m an anomaly here on the Alberta prairie. My province hates the guy, irrationally. They’re pissed at him for stuff his dad did when he was PM in the 70's and 80's.

I know we Canadians have a reputation of being all nicely-nice, and we are. We’re lovely. But, there is nothing we like better than to throw down. Oh, we will fight you. You ever watched hockey? Yeah. That’s us.

While you guys were arguing, I ate all the nachos. Left behind some guacamole in a soggy tortilla bowl, though.

Simply obtaining sheet music with the outdated lyrics should seem to be a challenge.

Damn. Damn.