This is like looking at a cloud and chuckling to yourself, “Oh, I bet the weatherman’s going to tell me about this one!”

The only celebrity jet that matters to me is Joe Namath, thank you very much. 

I love Wes Anderson’s movies.

I dunno. Idathink Charles Manson’s fans were pretty toxic. 

I mean, it’s the most prolific example of recent note. 

And the baby doesn’t even end up with the complete family anyways, because Jason Bateman turns out to be a creep!

Gone, baby. 

Eck-fucking-zactly. These disgusting baby-hungry, dead-eyed creeps.

Slow your roll, daddy-o. Hep cats dig lingo that ain’t no dead tongue. Our words are boss, and real now.

So THAT was the Death on the Nile!

You say that, but you haven’t read my spec script for “Short Round Saves Christmas” yet. 

Besides the book, what is there ‘to buy?’ And by implication, why be combative about somebody trying to aid their public image? We all want to look good, appear successful, look like we’ve learned lessons. As for not being well liked by other people in her field, that’s their opinion. They have no idea if you agree…

GRAAAAAYYYY!!!!

Finally, the camp of the original “The Munsters” will meet the camp of 90's Cinemax porn!

FUCK YEAH TURTURRO.

Oh yeah. Give us the punishment we deserve, Rabin. 

I get it -- it’s pop culture stuff. But fuck writing pieces specifically pointed at buying shit on Amazon. 

Apparently, it was “giant necklace of anal beads” night at CitiField, and I missed it.

WHY IS THIS A SLIDESHOW.

“Amazing how white LGBT saw no problem with sketches about race or the N word, proving his point that you aren’t allies.”