Abrams: Watch my new movie. You’ll never guess the surprise ending.
Abrams: Watch my new movie. You’ll never guess the surprise ending.
Mmmmmm.... Off pudding... agghhlllllagggllll....
God bless your grandfather.
Starring the Rock!
(I love The Principal & The Pauper.)
Two groups of people that I just can’t understand: black republicans and gay republicans.
“Freddie, I love you but we only have 14 hours to write and produce this song!”
“I like beer! *sniff sniff!*”
Sigh. Now we there will be endless debates on whether or not Flacco is an elite wide receiver.
And here I am with my own mutation that offers me no advantage at all. I’ll just sit here and convincingly bark like a dog by myself.
OK, most important question of all: Is Rockwell going to get a dancing scene as Bush and how could they possibly work it into the narrative?
This was the version that had Sinbad playing a genie, right?
They call themselves the Hurricanes?
No thanks. His upper lip is a complete turn off.
I’d love to see an episode where Q grants him cosmic powers. So then, for instance, he’s walking along, and he sees this beautiful girl, and he thinks “I’d like to see her naked,” and so all her clothes fall off. And she’s scrabbling around to get them back on again, but even before she can get her knickers on, he’s…
Look at them sideburns, he looks like a girl. Now Brian Urlacher, there’s a haircut you can set your watch to.