Cue the Batman "my parents are deeeaaaaaad" image.

Another internet liar. He had to at least have a chub.

I recall describing my appreciation for the lyrics of Iron Man to my mom in the car one day when en route to middle school. (Then I called it junior high since it sounded more adult.) These days that's kind of a red flag for your child being a part of the Trenchcoat Mafia.

Clearly your grandfather was not Stanley Kubrick.

Also, I guess she was a Heineken drinker?

Please refer to my Blue Velvet experience elsewhere among the comments. :)

Wow. I somehow saw a few episodes back in ~2000. That was serious garbage even for the world of soap operas.

What a great topic. Once out of college, my dad and I would share music favorites after dinner. We didn't always agree but it was interesting to see which things he was a fan of. Zeppelin's "No Quarter" was appreciated for its interesting topic choice.

Anyone see Lynch cook quinoa in that extra feature on one of his DVDs? I know quinoa is a douchy snob food now, but my god is that man earnest about his quinoa.

Nicely done.

Ben Britten ripped off Purcell's Abdelazer Rondeau. You know, like that Bananarama song…

I have seen that bit, and it is even far worse than you describe.

Chick-fil-A sells this for breakfast. "Spicy Chicken Biscuit".

And it's called "rocket" in the UK. What's more manly than phallic explosives?

Don't forget Brick House.

That's what the subtitles / captioning says. (I have had to argue this position before.)

Right. But most are asleep during the "A.M." period of midnight to 6am. I spend very time asleep in the P.M. period, don't you?

And hot!

In psych, that goes by "fundamental attribution error":
http://en.wikipedia.org/wik…

Baby, you're a firework! Come on show them what you're worth! Make them go, "Oh, oh, oh" As you shoot across the sky!