How come they're called "escorts" when they don't even get taken anywhere?
How come they're called "escorts" when they don't even get taken anywhere?
We know a little film studio, out in Hollywood. Every autumn, documentaries grow there…
In the rain or in the snow
In-the-rain-or-in-the-snow!
Got the got the funky flow
Got-the-got-the-funky-flow!
Bannon IS the tumor.
How Did This Get Made may have lost a bit of luster, but Friday's show was really entertaining. I think it all comes down to picking the right movie—hadn't thought about My Stepmother Is An Alien for years, but even as a kid, I knew it was seriously f'ed up. It's basically Splash meets Ghostbusters meets the sleazy…
No burgersexuals on my TV, please.
For awhile there, Mad Men was one of the few acclaimed dramas on cable that wasn't about crime or criminals or generally violent people. Are there any others nowadays?
BTW, the script has been published and is available to all. It's also unlike any script I've ever read—it actually describes what the authors hope the audience reaction will be. I'm paraphrasing from memory here:
Any movie scene involving giant-sized bugs completely messes me up. I'm not just scared of 'em—I'll get so wound up that my mind will start playing irrational tricks on me: like, hey, what if you suddenly looked down, and underneath the couch you're lounging on was of one of those enormous man-eating insects from…
The Moist Show! Starring Danny Moist and Featuring the Danny Moist Dancers.
Right in the middle of everything that's going on, do you really think it's a good idea to give Rosie O'Donnell another moment in the media spotlight?
Worthwhile passion projects like these are enough to convince me that the Internet is a net positive.
ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS PLAY THE DAMN GAME, CJ!
Personally, I can't wait until the much-hyped female version of this species is unearthed in a few years.
OK, who brought the dog?
Good night, sweet Nabin.
The Republic of FOYUF needs leadership just as much as any other nation!
(David Byrne smacks himself in the face)
Couldn't you just cross your fingers and pretend you do?
I love June, but—wouldn't this endeavor have more credibility if it was co-written by someone who had successfully run for office?