"What about your penis"
"Yeaaargh, mut I like you mwomman, tuckin me.'
Mmmm
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The Moriarty, the merrier.
There's a whole season of Life in Pieces.
His eye for detail doesn't have to be depraved or 'dirty' either. I remember once watching King of the Hill, and Hank and Peggy were going to the flea market. Hank yells out 'hurry up Peggy. Gotta get there before the tube sock guy sells out.'
For the second one, I was thinking more 'America, fuck yeah!'
Perhaps contributing to its lack of shelf life was how Parker and Stone summed up its ridiculousness in three words, much like our early 2000s foreign policy in TA:WP.
Math is hard. /B.M. Roberts
Yeah, Judge's eye for detail, and memory palace of the absurd, are his greatest strengths. He has a knack for finding the perfect place to slide in hilarious details.
The horse siring scene was jarring, but exquisitely hilarious, and introduced at the perfect time to [ahem] climax the simmering rift between Richard…
hear, not here.
Flying around the country to dance alone at weddings.
Tons and tons of comics have gone after Wolf, harder and meaner than Wilmore. Perhaps not to his face, but that's just logistics. Plenty of people in that room have had a chuckle at Wolf's expense. Heck, his Jeopardy fiasco alone makes him a laughingstock.
No one was scandalized by Wilmore's set. They were bored.
We all know who the real winners are tonight. Those who aren't reading TheAVClub. . . . [Boom]
Kamau on TB seems like a hipper, more self-assured Wilmore.
Mantan, that's funny.
It's really disrepectful to Colbert to compare Wilmore's performance last night, . . . err make that anywhere.
You see, a quantum computer is better than a binary computer because it's different. . .
Jonah Ray's voice is the audio representation of a pair of glasses being pushed up the bridge of one's nose.
Nah, caught most of Roseanne, at least up until the off-the-wall, loose meat and lesbians, dream sequences and return of new/old Becky years. Most of it's run, I was off to college with complete control of my viewing habits.
Was my sarcasm too oblique?