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Thanks for so much, for so long.

He didn't even have to use his Frost Ray.

I've always thought that if someone was going to televise the full extent of Ennis and Dillon's blasphemously shitsmeared, starfish-violating, jawbone smashing, child endangering, meat-golem-sex-having, sphincter-faced imagination, HBO would have to set up a separate paywalled channel called "HBO Maxx".
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That's my big hang-up about ever going on the show - all my good anecdotes involve drugs, the police, or both drugs and the police. I'd probably fail the vetting process just on lack of stories about hiking in the Swiss Alps, embarrassing encounters with celebrities, or my Hummel figurine collection.

Take turns being host - yall could even do that in a round-robin style mini-tournament to see who is King (or Queen) of Game Night. Besides, trivia can be a little divisive in mixed company, and usually those opting out would prefer to have fun playing the role of Smarmy Game Show Host than contestants.

The majority of Jeopardy! clues tend to be deductive (based on general subject knowledge), and none more so than Final questions. That quote isn't really general knowledge outside of literary/philosophic circles, so a quick mental rundown of Rand's Greatest Hits, and seeing what fits, is definitely the intended

Congrats, that was a really good game! You beat two very solid opponents. I was literally screaming "The Fountainhead!!!" at the previous two contestants (I do this way too much watching Jeopardy), so I was deeply satisfied you got it.

@avclub-cfe912f5cb3aa572bd1c9ae2a9b82207:disqus Hmm…I think I may have it mixed up with Fred Willard talking about Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman?  Or perhaps an earlier RR comment section calling for Mull?  Good god, this place can really cross my referential wires, being the superdense pop aleph it is…hey, at least I

"Turn in your superego, Graham!  You're suspended in an identity-free limbo - indefinitely!"

I've got an antique carbon Henkel - and weirdly, I first learned about old carbon knives in Hannibal the novel - that is nearly black with with age, but that makes me love it all the more.  And boy, does it hold an edge.  I have been meaning to try a Japanese hybrid for everyday use, as I've really liked the few times

I'm almost as impressed that he and Guest stole O'Toole and Curtis as I am by their film output.

They've already had Mull, and they so so so so need to get Tim Curry…that cast was such a murderer's row, there's little reason not to RR every living "color piece" castmember.

The show definitely needs a reorienting of Jack - there's no consistency of progression in his approach to Will's condition, no scheme bigger than keeping the story engine chugging.  Every episode he threatens to pull Will, but it's been repeated so much that it's all bark.  He's become the equivalent of the sergeant

#InArchiesHair

Betty & Veronica: "We want…a decision."

"King of infinite space" = "Pussy master"

Much Ado might be Big Willie's sexiest play - there's so many scenes where you want to yell, "Just get a room already!" - so I think it's perfect that Branagh stocked the film with pretty actors and shot it in this sun-splashed, breezy, almost romance-novel-cover way.

I didn't know Fillion was Dogberry until this review.  That's just awesome.

Serious answer: she's been the star of at least 6 martial-arts oriented action movies (more, if you count stuff like Fifth Element and Three Musketeers).  Plus, she purty.  (And way more bankable than the likes of Dolph Lundgren.)

"Ketchup."