His role in Demon Knight has long been a favorite of mine. His little dance of frustration is burned into my memory.

Yep, the buyer already emailed them at hyGiln997@gmail.com and sent the money. They even took $500 off the top! Strangely, they aren’t saying when, where or how to pick up the car, but they’ll respond soon. 

I like encouraging dandelions to grow on my lawn because it pisses off my neighbors who can’t do a damn thing about it.

Counterpoint: the automatic V6 isn’t “fun to drive” in any universe. It’s a ~3500lb brick. 

I thought that was made obvious in the previous episode by the immediate following scene where Butcher hallucinates (or not) his dead wife. Probably sent by Valerie to make sure Hughie doesn’t out her.

It scares me though, because I can’t see them funding their schemes forever. The RV and Red Lobster stuff made up only a few minutes of content and cost at least $2 million.

Without a comprehensive and competent nationwide charging network, highway travel is feasible in, what, a couple of states?

Actually they’re using a Huawei. Absolutely no capacity for irony, them.

2054 dollars are called “yuan”

But that 10% is equivalent to 6 extra inches of penis which, for the average buyer of these cars, makes all the difference.

The first episode with Mike from RLM basically playing Harry Plinkett was fun, but subsequent episodes were less than interesting.

I think the difference is some people like as much information as possible from all sources, even obvious propaganda, whereas conservatives close out the rest of the planet in favor of the media that reinforces beliefs already held.

In Sting’s case, he did see everything.

DV is so far up his own ass he refuses to release any cut scenes because they’d compromise his artistic snorefest.

Thanks to AI, no one ever needs to learn anything, ever, about anything ever again. The future is ignorance.

Finding panel gaps on a car that ugly is like solving a magic eye poster.

That’s ridiculous and shouldn’t be on the salvager or the honest people who make up the majority of customers.

Pity the struggling writer/director with talent and artistic vision whose daddy isn’t a famous director. 

A right muppet.

Alt take: the booking person knew exactly who he is and shares his beliefs. Rob’s entire career has been people tossing him a bone for one reason or another.