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And that’s all the time we have here on What Up With That. Sorry, Lindsey. Maybe next time.

So she’s doing something good, yet the AV Club still rubs it all over with its inane snark. Ugh. I’ve been a longtime defender of this site post-when-it-went-to-shit, but ugh.

Just let me have my jokes...

I’m really curious what kind of incriminating photos Krysten Ritter has on Netflix executives. She’s a badass P.I. after all.

I’m still very much surprised that their UK career pretty much halted in 1979, they didn’t land a single album on the chart after their reunion, and Shelley only barely scratched the chart with XL-1 in 1983. Considering that Squeeze etc can still have top 40 albums, it’s... weird.

And he wasn’t even in that movie about Jesse Owens. That was Stephan James. Racist interviewers.

But... money?

And I’d probably lick the hell out of it.

So I dared a rewatch for the first time in about five years in the first few months of the year. It was an interesting experience because I noticed how much I’ve changed in the last five years. I’m finally bugged by the unrepentant homophobia (the worst offender), sexism and transphobia that plagued the show. Bugged

Eh. I love that movie to death. I rewatch it every year at least once, and it always brings me joy on many levels. Stylistically it’s perfect. Acting is wonderful. Dialogue is great for the most part. There’s an air of fabricated conflict after the Mae Whitman fight (oh, just how good is she there?), and also the

Done. And I mean DONE.

Yay, I’ve missed me some good Kaufmania.

This is not great at all.

Why?

You know, it’s easy to make fun of these guys, DMB, Creed and Nickelback, but for me one of the worst bands of the last three decades is probably Hinder.

You should die. I mean, c’mon. It’s so obvious you should.

Your acid awaits. Stan.

Look, you fucking wanker, if you actually engaged in a conversation with me, I would’ve bothered to tell you my reasons for making this connection in my mind. By insulting me outright you negated any further attempts to matter. If you weren’t such a fucking moron, you would’ve read what I wrote on my original comment

This year Comedy Central release Corporate, a much darker take on Better Off Ted, which is also just fucking best. If you haven’t seen it yet, do yourself a favor. Among the best new shows of this year, easily.

Be gentle. Barely any of that dead horse left to flog, and your flogger is pretty tired and rusty too since you’ve been using it so extensively.