Not just falling. Fainting.

I'm sure the manual will indicate which lever is the velocitator and which the deceleratrix.

You mean the mob only did me a favor to get something in return? Oh, Fat Tony.

Uh, hey, everybody! I'm a stupid moron with an ugly face and big butt and my butt smells and I like to kiss my own butt.

That sounds like Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, where Charlie explains to his teacher that he doesn't very much care for Chocolate.

You had me at brokenCYDE.

Econoline mos def. Carpet optional, convertible bed mandatory.

Little Kicks has to be up there. The dancing, aka "a full body dry heave set to music", the Deathblow bootleg, Bad Boy George. And the ending is one of my favorite Frank Costanza moments.

I wish they'd just get separate write-ups altogether, rather than lumping em onto the same page.

I don't have anything to add, I just wanted to type Jimmy James: Macho Business Donkey Wrestler.

If only that priest had stepped on a rake.

Star Wars: Cry, Cry Again

I grew up in Southern California. Here's how I understood it: "The I-405 freeway" gets shortened to "the 405". The "I" and "freeway" are both implied. It's just shorthand talk. Not like those monsters who say pop instead of soda (or god forbid, everything's coke).

I thought it was Stephen Dorff

How'd they get grill marks on the sides?

I'm getting a strong Benicio del Toro vibe off of Brad Pitt. Haircut maybe?

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I'm sorry for mentioning bad language.

I don’t mind telling you, A.V. Club, that sometimes the people at NBC
cheese me off to such an extent that if I were the type to use bad
language, I’d be employing it bitterly and repeatedly.

Yeah, they were fortunate that DoppleMäynger had the same body type, skin tone and hair cut to match.