“Very, very, very tremendous.”

...and who apparently believes Town Hall Meetings were created for his personal enjoyment. Guess what, Marco: I’d be fine with you having anxiety-based stomach cramps for the rest of your life. Because it would be “fun” for me.

I’m very sorry, but I’m going to have to nut-punt your grandfather.

I understand what you’re saying, but I still think it’s judgmental and biased. You’re assuming that everyone shares your idea of what “good grooming” is. It’s not that different than women of color being told their natural hair is unprofessional, when it’s just unfamiliar to those judging it, through no fault of WOC.

Okay, I was rude. I have the flu for the third time this winter, despite getting a flu shot. It’s making me crazy.

You should offer your highly skilled services to law enforcement. Being able to detect sexual predators by their personal grooming and voices would be very helpful. You could be like a superhero, wear flowing black robes and a powdered wig, carry the Gavel of Knowledge.

He also advised Will Smith not to kiss a man onscreen in Six Degrees of Separation, because it would ruin his career, despite Smith having signed on for a role that required that.

I think that’s the only appealing thing about him. Shave him, give him a traditional haircut and he’s Jeff, three cubicles down, who burns his Lean Cuisine lasagna in the break room microwave every Friday.

HORRIBLE. Truly repugnant.

I saw it with a friend, and to this day we both mewl it at each other, Paxton-style. : )

(Boxing Helena, 1993.)

Weirdness abounds.

I misread the first line.

Oh, the horror.

“Wait, the sun spit?”

Or her assistant did.

Plus, I don’t owe Susan Sarandon productivity.

It would take some sputtering, but he’d likely get O.J., Bill Cosby, and Oprah. After a long pause he’d snicker and say “Flip Wilson,” because he’s old and nasty. But then he’d stall out and start yelling about how successful he is and what a failure The NY Times is.

You’d never know any of that from this shit, though:

Mmmm, science.