I’m guessing the therapist was like the therapist from Sex House.

Roast them, motherfucker.

I didn’t think of a subtitle, sorry

My favorite part is the use of “night soil”.

Did Columbo himself have a glass eye? Like, was Peter Falk’s glass eye written into the show?

My jaw dropped when I read the headline. That never happens.

What on God’s green Earth?

Darflyn is my new favorite fake name.

As a philosophy graduate student, the plot of this movie is pretty embarrassing and frustrating. Our profession has a huge problem with how women are treated, so a movie where a mopey sad sack philosopher fucks an undergrad is like, ouch.

That last scene killed me.

They need to do way instain mother>

I'm sure we all wish we could be an anime. Frankly it's disgusting to keep these powers to yourself. SMH.

Heads up if you didn't know, but a *lot* of Scott Walker's inner circle went down because they used a private email server to run Walker's campaign for governor while on the clock at Walker's Milwaukee County Executive office. Walker himself nearly went down for it — there was a smoking-gun email and everything.

A Train song! A motherfucking Train song!

And she's been wearing diapers ever since.

Not an actual quote. I made it up. It's great that it's close enough to make you wonder.

"I feel him tug on my shameful string, pulling my unmentionables out of my down there. 'Twenty-three skidoo,' I whisper blissfully."

The glass ceiling is an upper bound on what women can achieve, no matter how good they are. So I'm guessing the reverse glass ceiling is a lower bound on what men can achieve, no matter how mediocre they are?

I have a hard time believing Donald Trump cares about movies.

Wearing pants