Agreed.
Agreed.
There are more rape jokes than you can blow a whistle at. Yellowbeard threatens every woman he meets with it.
Don't forget Peter Cook, who got roped into cowriting the script.
The reasons for its absence are rather nebulous.
I notice you elected to skip over Yellowbeard, which is a Graham Chapman vehicle, but you wouldn't know that from the cover of the DVD, which puts Cheech & Chong up front and relegates Chapman to a tiny figure in the middle distance.
This is by far the strangest thing people have retweeted into my feed, and I follow Grumpy Skeletor.
I actually liked the weight-room scene more thanks to how over-the-top it was
Yes, but it's never an Earth-shattering kaboom.
In lieu of Ignatiy's What Are You Watching? feature, which was MIA this week…
She's goddamn plucky, this one.
Thanks for bringing Nite-Funk to my attention, Matt. It's great.
I sure hope not.
Well, if Tarantino isn't going to do it, I'm cool with getting the ball rolling on The Continuing Adventures of The Gimp.
And if he's impeached, Pence will be serving out the rest of his term. Like I said, bumpy.
Fasten your seatbelts. It's going to be a bumpy four years.
The first song I thought of this morning when I heard the news was "One More Red Nightmare," which features one of Wetton's best vocal performances for KC. His bass playing on those records is also phenomenal.
Cool. Another reason for me to watch ten minutes or so of The Grammys.
I've heard rumblings this afternoon that Trump is poised to sign a sweeping executive order making it legal to discriminate against LGBTQ people for religious reasons. So, if he's doing this to distract from that or he's signing that to distract from this, either way my message to any Log Cabin Republicans who voted…
I just home from seeing Split. It reminded why I stopped watching M. Night Shyamalan films after Signs.
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