*jots down words for use at future time*

To be fair, that’s like asking why any teenager would want to watch a movie about people in their fifties.  

There you go, ruining everything . . . . 

Well, Miller, this comment is just one more black mark on the permanent record that will follow you for the rest of your life.  

I’m sure there’s a Smiths’ lyric to address that sentiment.  

*pencils this addition to List Of Movies I Will Never Ever Watch Ever*

“Shitter’s full!”

No, I just randomly threw out a name as if you would have had a personal issue with the cast rather than the obvious explanation.  

Still have that issue with Jason Schwartzman?  

HAHAHAHA!!!!! WE WIN!

I agree with you.

I’ve got something I’d like to give Gabrielle Union, if you get my drift.

It’s doesn’t actually matter what it was a reference to, in that it’s actually mildly funny because it ironically imputes a lame racist joke to a person apologizing for making lame racist jokes.

The first step in the healing process: every Asian-American lines up.

Mrs. Fisticuffs’ workplace uses Slack.  She will not be delighted by this information.  

We were all waiting for you.  

That is a hell of an article.  Damn.  

It would be a very literal interpretation of the phrase “bit part”.  

*sighs, shakes head, puts away fanfic team-up of Batman, Superman, and Pepe Le Pew*

The pet dog who gets killed.