Nobody? Really, An entire hour? And nobody?

The Studio Ghibli version of Camp 731: The Men Behind The Sun is utterly charming, and stomach-churning.

That may have been them, the name being the old ambiguous Jack The Ripper reference. I am way impressed. Now, if you made small batch vodka we'd be talking!

They couldn't take their eyes off her. Mind you, neither could I. She could have probably beaten them wearing a nun's habit, but seeing these guys miss up shot after shot was fun.

Even the Rob Schneider tribute act has pulled out of the inauguration.

Be fair, since he lost his job as The Phantom of the Opera he's been at a loose end.

'You can call me names all you want.' I didn't actually need your permission, shitstain.

Jacobbbbb, Jakey Boy, Jakey 5, The Zuminator, Jacob Zumaaaaaa, makin' remarks about our President, Jacobbbbb.

Just to make your day complete. I'm amazed the AV Club hasn't jumped on this.
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I've seen people close to me die of cancer. It's a terrible thing and I wouldn't wish it on anybody. Except this criminal little gargoyle fuckwipe.

Deuce Bigelow: Male Juggalo? Don't tease Rabin like that!

And massive kickbacks from the locations they use, hence all the travelling to resorts and landmarks.

I know someone who worked on The Adventures Of Pinocchio which was made in the mid 90s. The stories she tells of his behaviour on that are appalling.

I once had a girlfriend who had the perfect pool hustle. She was a really good player but also, shall we say, more than ample up top, and would wear scoop-necks when we went to the bar. It was great seeing opposing players, and most others, become just mesmerised when she leant over for a shot. It really put them off.

Speaking of, been watching the Masters on the Beeb, knowing you're in my part of the world? How did Liang Wenbo miss that final black? (Realises this will be utterly misinterpreted by most readers)

Only an oily brown….

Cishetero? Isn't that the green herb some people are allergic to?

Anna Kendrick without any eyes apparently….

Ottessa Moshfegh, two bloody awful hands in Scrabble.

I've got one but I'm using it.

Oh jeez….. novelty vinyl, at one point I had all the colours of the rainbow, as well as transparent and picture discs, and all sorts of shapes and sizes. if it was stoopid in the 80s I bought it, including a 7" single of Jean-Michell Jarre's Oxygene with his signature pressed into the centre runout, he having signed…