Dick Cavett was making Chris Noth jokes during the great depression!

If he was fired, I assume the folks from Bob’s Burgers might have zero ‘concrete, legally admissible’ evidence, but might know from actually KNOWING the guy, that he was there. Presumably, he’s always been a right-winger, but maybe he has gotten ever more obnoxious in the last 5-6 years. Maybe they’re just sick of his…

Often, the result of fucking around is finding out.

At least he’s guaranteed a role in David Zucker’s next spoof on liberals, right next to comedy powerhouse Kevin Sorbo.

I love the twist of Hotel Hotel Hotel Hotel being about a haunted Motel.

My screenplay, ‘Santa Claus in the Valley of the Unicorns: An Erotic Mystery’, got on the Black List.

“I would like to say now, ‘Ma’am, I’m a Catholic slut!!!”

My first reaction was to defensively say “Hey, I’m Gen X!”, but that’s probably not much better, is it?

It’s funny that you think anyone has ever invented an entire song whole-cloth.

Switched on Pop podcast did a really good episode recently about interpolation and Olivia’s album. really interesting. like others have said, artist’s are credited to avoid any legal stuff, even when their tracks don’t sound like the “originals” they’re crediting.

I have no idea if “Lee Zeppelin” was on purpose, but it’s making me LOL.

Somewhere Whomever is still alive from Lee Zeppelin is going “good thing no one paid attention to how much music we “interpreted” and didn’t credit in our day”.

OK, boomer

We all should blame Oprah. She did a lot of damage for the left

An internist is in an elevator and as the doors are closing he hears someone yell “hold the elevator!” so he sticks out his hand to activate the sensor and the doors open up. A surgeon runs in and is shocked. “Thanks, but I would never do that! My hands are my life! I could never risk them.”

As someone who treated people with cancer for 22 years and never compared it to Angelina Jolie, he is definitely part of the problem, not part of the solution.

Can confirm.

Sometime in the early noughties on a Friday night in Edinburgh, a group of my friends excitedly discussed a video they were eager for me to see. It was a hilarious film they had rented and I still remember vividly the sheer joy on their faces as they watched me watch it begin. I was about to share in the collective…

So, are we saying it’s okay again for Tom Green to hump a dead moose?

I’m gonna guess you’re 14.