If you hate it so much, don’t watch.

Of course not -He was looking for warts, not playing with it!

I think Randi Rhodes has a good take on this (07:00):

Besides, in the immortal words of Al Pacino:

Because this is projection from Republicans, who have a long-standing tradition for getting caught doing perverted things in public restrooms.

Either he really wants to bang it out hard with her, or he’s part Thenn so he wants to eat her in a cannibalistic way.

She gives me a woody too -especially when she’s decked out in armor.

I don’t know if that’s a good idea. Every time there’s a cute couple (Robb + Talisa, Ygritte + Jon, Myrcella + Whatever the fuck that guy’s name was), one or both of them die horribly. The only thing that saved Bronn from agonizing death was that the Sand Snake with the perky tits and the antidote to the poison being…

Aaaaawwwwwwww!

To make sure dudes looked at it.

Norv Turner is probably the best receivers coach in the NFL. Almost all his wideouts get at least 15 yards a catch and they get first downs or scores at rates of 90% or better.

The best was when Brad Sham, the Cowboys’ radio play-by-play announcer got tongue-tied and said “Cunt poverage” during a Monday Night game.

He helped launch the career of Sheila E. -the second best drummer Greg Lake ever played with.

So does his buddy, Dick Hertz.

Please don’t comment on movies you’ve never watched.

Bill Clinton can start dating again.

Exactly: Either show your tits or don’t -make up your mind!

They can take away my blue pills when they pry my boner from my cold dead hands!

Foreplay? What’s that?