She kept charging Ukenta with that rabid, batshit-crazy growl trying to bait Ukenta into hitting her so that she could then say, “SEE!? SHE HIT ME! SHE’S THE VIOLENT ONE!!! I’m honestly amazed at Ukenta’s poise. You see some plump ball of blond entitled rage coming at you, it’s just a natural reflex to try to bat that…

Not really, haven’t you ever bent a platic straw and while you do see a horizontal crease in the straw, you get a vertical, lengthwise crack so that you’re sucking up big air bubbles with your delicious Diet Coke?

Kids in the Hall references ALWAYS GET A STAR.

That was a NY Post headline attributed to Marla Maples, before she became Mrs. Trump #2, so I’d take it with a HUGE grain of salt.

That’s the look of someone who was passed out wine-drunk through all of their alarms and hotel wake up calls, so didn’t have time to do her hair before guzzling a couple bloody marys at the hotel bar on the way to save democracy.

This amuses me to no fucking end. It perfectly encapsulates that mix of rich, cheap, dumb and oblivious. Like, ACTUAL permanent hair dye that wont drip down your face when you sweat is neither expensive nor difficult to use. The companies that make the box shit have made it idiot proof. Squeeze the tube of dye into…

The Starbucks on the corner of my old job at 56th and 6th in Manhattan, if you stood inside it and looked out the front door, you could see three more starbucks within 3 blocks.

I absolutely feel you. Brilliantly made film, really takes you into the lives of the characters, but that ending is a real kick in the balls, and as much as I lovethe movie, it’s jarring enough that it often dissuades me from rewatching whenever i come across it. 

Though didn’t she have her affair with Peter Gallagher after Lester had already started working at the burger place and bought the muscle car and started lifting weights and smoking weed with Ricky Fitts? Not to mention there had been that dinner scene where both her husband and daughter make it clear they can’t stand…

This isn’t some panicked finger pointing to avoid blame. This is a time honored strategy used by the mafia and street gangs to make sure everyone gets acquitted. No one’s story lines up and everyone’s pointing the finger at someone else. When each one goes to trial, they’ll see one defendant saying, “It’s a horrible…

As soon as the price of paper from Belgium goes down, British London is definitely going to publish that bad boy for him

Don’t even get me started on American Beauty. We’re supposed to root for the guy who wants to just smoke weed and lift weights with his dealer when not trying to fuck his daughter’s teenage friend. Meanwhile we’re supposed to hate his wife as a shrew when the only time he EVER shows her any affection or intimacy is…

I thought, “seeing Jake Busey speak for more than 3 seconds” would do that trick.

From the looks of the Buseys, I think the spirit of the witch must punch the fetuses in the face in utero.

It took me a good 20 years to get this fucking earworm out of my brain and you put it right back in. Damn you.

There was a very odd late 90's/early aughts “Straight white guys are being underserved” narrative that was absurd but earnestly pursued in entertainment. It absolutely peaked around 2000, when The Nashville Network briefly rebranded as The National Network and then Spike TV when it landed WWF Monday Night Raw. Their…

DING DING DING! We got a winner right here.

I can’t believe I actually clicked on and read this.

1. CONGRATULATIONS! Keep coming back! 11 years and counting here.

I went as far as four letters to confirm it autocorrects to nuggets. anymore and I’m spelling the word and I don’t want that word in my phone as a word I’ve typed even once.