An even better title for a show about a judge "who’s notorious for handing out disproportionately harsh penalties for first-time offenders and allowing personal prejudice to influence [their] decisions" would be "Maximum Bob."
An even better title for a show about a judge "who’s notorious for handing out disproportionately harsh penalties for first-time offenders and allowing personal prejudice to influence [their] decisions" would be "Maximum Bob."
I was listening to The Score right before I put on that episode for the ride home. Kind of surreal. And like @avclub-127ba3f4091df4a210b45e5e781b3b82:disqus said, spot-on.
I will assume that those in the know at NBC call this plan "Operation Denim Drop."
Is Chris Diamantopoulos working off a debt to NBC or something?
Binge-Drinky?
The Detroit assassin arc was played out similar to Fletcher Nix in the Season 3 premiere - they showed you enough to see how dangerous he was, so that when he showed up in the scene with Raylan, you could practically hear the ticking as the scene escalated to him making a move. And then Raylan calls a time out to ask…
*Wholly unnecessary Toadies thread because of the name Rubberneck goes here*
I think the look on his face in the picture at the top of this article perfectly illustrates why half the people love Willis and half hate him.
Because it looks like implied fellatio. You have to admit - that's a really strange picture to have as a promotional still whether he's coughing, beat-boxing, miming a hummer OR using sign language.
I'm trying to figure out what's going on in that picture at the top and nothing I come up with makes me want to tune in. I'm sure ABC Family isn't big on scenes of implied fellatio, so I'm going to assume he's beat-boxing, which is much more reprehensible.
D'oh! Indeed you did. I tip my bowler to you, sir.
“Death At Bargain Prices” also had one of the best of the subtitles that they did for every episode (though it was just a twist on the line you pointed out, Noel):
I guarantee that if you were to google this, someone other than you somewhere has written this exact fan fiction. I think that's why the internet was invented.
I shall watch the 30 Rock finale in my finest tuxedo, because it's on after 6 and I am not a farmer. *Pours a bag of Sabor de Soledad to the curb for my homie*
The mother is revealed in the final minutes to be Bob Barker, leading to a final shot of a very confused, very conflicted Future Barney, then… Cut to black.
This is the closest we'll get to Keri Russell-in-"Alias," which of course was created because JJ Abrams wanted to reboot Felicity as a double agent spy. It's the goddamn circle of life, I tell ya.
It's like the two of them are paired together in a sort of arranged marriage, working together to gather and distribute information about Americans. And one of them is wearing mom jeans. (My money is on VanDerWerff). Meta!
"Keri Russell In Mom Jeans" would make a great band name.
I've been pushing for Werewolf Bar Mitzvahnilla.
But Terry Dodson's cheesecake is "Victoria's Secret" compared to Balent's "Amateur Night at the Landing Strip Gentlemen's Club."