It tastes about the same as every other pizza chain, so if those 300 stores per year are in convenient spots the odds are in their favor. (I don’t get Marco’s a lot, but when I do it’s because it’s across the parking lot from one of my usual grocery stores.)

Think ya could, think ya could, think ya could BENCH a Scion tC?

Portable Nintendo Entertainment System. PNES.

I dunno, “PlayStation 2" seemed to work out pretty well for Sony. (See also: 3, 4, 5)

This bag is just full of rocks?

Read this whole review with that in the back of my mind; “A shame that a talented team came together to tell an uplifting, nuanced queer story based on a lifetime of blatant lies.”

Mobin couldn’t hack it

So many Eagleheart bits that it’s pretty much impossible to choose a favorite - the Death Punch, the gang’s obsession with Jim Belushi-style Chicago Blues, Honor Thy Marshall/“Nice, Bro.”, “Get it? I’m Beezor.” - but every time I’m playing a board game with friends and the action stops dead so we can consult the…

Sealab fell off hard after Harry Goz died and Murphy was replaced with Tornado Shanks. Not to say that one character’s absence made the show worse, it just turned out to be an unfortunate coincidence in timing - Murphy had to be written off right around the same time that Reed and Thompson were beginning to lose a…

Chinatown’s got somethin’ for EEEEEVERYBODY!

I CANNOT LIVE WITH THAT GUY. HE IS SO ANNOYING, HE IS SO SCARY, AND HE NEVER WEARS A SHIRT.

“Good luck,” wrote one Reddit user. “Eventually people will just stop coming.”

Healthcare.

“He’s just here for the sex stuff. More than the rest of us, I mean.”

I’m fine with the no mob action episodes! If I didn’t make it clear in my original post, I don’t dislike the episode because it’s not pushing the story along. I dislike it because it’s a gimmick hour (“Holy crap, we got Ben Kingsley and Lauren Bacall!”) that doesn’t say anything we don’t know about the characters by…

Brian’s Song trickled its way down to my health (“health”) class in the very late 90's. Kids today are almost certainly missing out; their meatheaded homophobe teachers, to take a break for a while, aren’t showing them the achingly sincere 70's TV movie love story about two guys being dudes.

It’s just too goofy and too...cute(?) for me. It’s also a Matt Weiner-penned episode that hits some of the tiresome “Boy, LA sure is different than New York!”  stuff that I dreaded every time somebody got on a plane for the first couple seasons of Mad Men.

The worst episode in my book is “Luxury Lounge,” by a mile. You get Artie trying to be a tough guy in one storyline and the really broad “Chris goes to LA and meets celebrities!” crap in the other.

Elf on the Shelf Burn in Hell.