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Pinkie Fisticuffs
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That sounds horrible but what if there had been a water slide at the beginning of the story?

This too shall pass. 

“I’m a big fan, Mr. Beatty! Love your work, thought you were great in Network! Would you mind squealing like a pig, just so my kids can see it?”

And THAT’S why I’ve chosen never to be nominated for an Oscar!

“Squeal like a cherub!”

. . . OF COCK!

Ahem. That is incorrect.

I honestly feel bad for Sinead.

He looks like the results of the newest intern at Madame Tussaud’s trying to produce an Elon Musk mannequin.  

So I Married An Axe Murderer is my go-to example of a ‘cable movie’: it’s great to catch it on cable, because you can watch the funny bits and channel-surf during the other parts. Unfortunately, the ‘other parts’ make up an unfortunate percentage of the movie, and watching it from start to finish is a chore.

Never read the book. What did they leave out? (Aside from the eventual admission that they made it all up.)

As I said . . . related but different.  

Once they arrive . . . they realize that they are home.

A different website with a different staff . . . related, but not the same.  

Come to think of it, renting there would have one up-side:  there’s virtually nothing you could do that would forfeit your security deposit.  

Forgotten Fads & Fabulous Flops , sorry.

Live action adaptations . . . how quaint!

Did she create one because he visited . . . or did he visit because she created one?

Yes, but J-Horror is an infinitely cooler label.  

Since the release of “Nothing Compares 2 U” in 1990, Irish singer Sinéad O’Connor’s career has been plagued by controversy and a parasitic media picking at the scabs of her private life.