Oh sure, just install a mod to get to those interiors for free. Gamers today are so entitled, what happened to the good old days of spawning a jetpack in a gym and using it to fly through the ceiling, then blindly navigating a black void to try to find those interiors?

When Thor set the hammer down toward the end, I immediately whispered to my friend, “Someone’s going to pick it up.” I didn’t know what would happen next, but I knew from the established shot and the one in the beginning that it was going to happen.

lol Sorry if that sounded trite on my end. Whedon is a very touchy topic for me, especially lately. I just feel like this film was like reading a comic of my favorite heroes, written by my least favorite writer.

As a huge comic fan and a current Avengers fanatic (oh Hickman (swoon)) and as a previously moderate enjoyer of Marvel movies, I gotta say: this was one of the worst movies I’ve seen all year. Not just comic book movies, but movies general.

I’m typically too drunk to say “tonic,” so I definitely need that drink.

I think we meant this in mildly different ways.

If you’re too tired or lazy to say the word “tonic” you don’t need that drink.

I might use some on my wife when she gets home.

It is with deepest conviction that I think assohles act like assholes because they are permitted to act like assholes by the public at large (and their friends and families) and no one intervenes.

I’ll take one poached calf please! Sounds delicious!

And when I heard about cattle poaching I thought thieves were cooking calves.

So, this isn't about a stupid customer. It is, however, about one of the evilest, vilest, despicable human beings I have ever had the displeasure to have to deal with on the job. First, some backstory: I spent roughly twelve miserable years working for Fazoli's. Now, for those of you who have never visited a Fazoli's…

It’s entirely possible. The encounter that prompted me to stop ordering generic G&T was a waiter who was clearly going to bring me denim steeped in darjeeling.

Do people regularly put lakes in that woman’s way or something?

That’s a good point. A month or so ago I was in a Dunkin Doughnuts (this is not an endorsement, but shit happens) and there were two of us standing by the pick up counter. The cashier says to the employee who’s bagging the orders that “that one belongs to that guy” as he motions toward both of us. She clearly gets…

How big would the sign have to be, if she was unable to see the lake?

“We call that Tito’s where I’m from.”

Love how beautiful it is when someone is completely and demonstrably proven to be wrong, and they retreat into lunatic denials to cover their ignorance.

Apparently it’s lethal to say “Oh, I really didn’t know that, my mistake, sorry.”

re: Tito’s Gin-

I always assumed a poached egg was some sort of lion egg that hunters acquired using unscrupulous means.