This story does nothing to lessen my conviction that AV Club stories come from an alternate reality where shows like “911: Lone Star” and bands like “Wye Oak” exist. 

I’m in for Sarah Paulson and general Murphyverse nonsense, but man, this show seems incredibly unnecessary. 

Well, that’s just mental. 

Adult Swim ultimately “felt nobody would know who Rick Moranis was,”

I keep wondering how hard that would break things, adding everything to the cart and buying in one go. Is there a limit? Would the software or some piece of middleware shit itself? Is there an account flag if you buy more than five shovelware hentai games at once? I have so many questions. 

They can’t stop now! They haven’t done a remake of Air Bud yet! And my script for Air Bud: First Person Neuter, where he joins an eSports team, can’t sit here collecting dust forever, you know. 

As a closet psychobilly fan... I mean, I’m glad I wasn’t the one who said it, but I wanted to. (okay, I like some Rev songs, even love a couple, but ehhhh) 

“a 58-year-old Texas man who died after his wife administered an alcohol enema of three liters of sherry.”

Well, at least we know what became of Niles and Daphne between Frasier and the upcoming revival. Headed down south, then... err... headed down south. 

The most iconic song in the series is “Superman”. What is Superman? An alien being. What genre is the song? Ska. One letter away from “sky”. Where are UFOs often seen? In the sky. Also often seen in the sky? Hawks. Also also seen in the sky? The skaters in the THPS franchise, one of whom is himself a Hawk. It all…

Refuses to die, keeps multiplying, kinda bites these days... yep, TWD has gone fully meta. 

Man... RIP. That also does some damage to Killer Klowns 2 should it ever actually get made... won’t be the same without the Terenzi brothers hamming it up. That’s unimportant, though, I just hope his friends and family are alright. 

I can do a pretty mean “Ice to meet you!” and “Put the cookie down!”, I like to think that I’m basically months away from smoking from my own head, but I mustn’t brag. *sniffs and walks away in a fashion I imagine is dignified and haughty, unaware that nobody’s looking in the first place*

Hey, we’re having our lizard people meeting to determine how to keep the frogs gay and the earth nice and flat, pipe down.

“borderline criminal”. Borderline my ass, don’t soften the blow. Beating an unarmed person posing no threat is criminal, period, whether you’re a cop or a random Jimmy G. Jackoff from Georgia. And if this cop *was* a random civilian, nobody would be bandying about the word “borderline”, would they?

I’m interested to see how the new Manson album does once it releases officially, given the unexpected (albeit modest) praise he’s been getting on his last couple of releases. We Are Chaos is a strange animal to be sure, simultaneously very different and perfectly in line with the past two. Heavier than the single lets…

Well, word did spread around Seattle of Frasier’s humongous ass. That certainly must have helped. 

I almost want it just to see what the camera lets you get away with/what sorts of things (a plant, a potato with googly eyes, a life-sized cutout of Steve Urkel) confuses it into pausing.

Haha, don’t worry, I’d never imply such a thing! 

I honestly don’t think I’ve even heard another America song, haha. Horse With No Name was such middle-of-the-road (albeit catchy) generic 70s radio rock that I never felt any desire to look deeper.

“Horse With No Name” is a classic example that always comes to mind with amazing lines like “There were plants and birds and rocks and things” and “Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain” (I get what he was trying to do with that line, but it’s still a headache in word form).