Man, I really don’t see the old Spike Lee address joke much around here these days. I I didn’t realize how much I’ve missed it.

The only acceptable response to this is “believe women.” If you say anything else, your argument is automatically invalidated. Personally, I believe these women. It sounds like their relationships with Adams didn’t work out.

Hot take: I love the music of Ryan Adams (some albums more than others, obviously), never really cared about (or for) his public persona, but have seen him live many times.

Would you hate him more or less if you found out the music he’s playing in that picture sounds like Tunnel of Love era Springsteen?

Hopefully Neal Casal has his moment too. Dude’s an abusive shit.

Spike Lee should be tweeting his home address shortly.  

God damn it. Unlike the vast majority on here I was actually a big fan of his last few albums as they had a real anthemic, 80s heartland rock that I love so much. Prisoner in particular got me through a really bad breakup. But all of these allegations are just horrifying and disgusting and I don’t know if I can…

Marc Maron scares me, and my entire family.

“I’m sorry, Alakaboem, but we got the tests back from the lab, and the Steve Buscemi has metastetized...”

The ML image training they use for deepfakes is actually pretty close to what my lab’s been using to work on diagnosing lung cancer more efficiently from a huge composite batch of patient CT scans; it may not qualify as curing a disease, per se, but the technique and tools are very directly applicable to the modern med…

By digitally replacing the face of a dead person with the face of a live person, DUUUUUHHHHHHHH

Laughter is the best medicine.  Well, penicillin then laughter.

“(Never read the comments.) ”

Omg, that really was brutal. And now I’m crying.

fuckfuckjerry is the version of duck duck goose we played during WW2.

On the ride to the final mission of chapter 6, when that music started playing, I was ugly crying because I knew what was about to happen. But, then my horse died. I had spent so much time taking care of that horse. I would pat, brush, and feed it every time I got off as a matter of habit and then just... gone.…

Whoa, wrong conclusion to draw. It’s one of the most captivating, enriching, rewarding stories in any medium I’ve ever experienced, let alone in video games. My takeaway from that claim (which seems unlikely, and entirely based on tracking trophy achievements) is that gamers, and I include myself here, are addicted to…

Pa rum pa-pum pum
Cum in my bum ♫

Emmylou Harris's version is the best, but that sentence applies to everything.

More like "Little Drummer BORE" amirite?!?!?