Is Cosby's defense pulling a "Cape Fear" where they know he's a guilty man and so they're doing a real half-assed job in the hope that he goes to prison?

I probably shouldn't have gotten as much pleasure as I did out of this.

I just really don't want the guy shambling around, repeating the last words of people's sentences for another 12 episodes. I mean, it wouldn't be so bad if it didn't keep resulting in so much frustration! Someone will see him acting funny and not… I don't know, not do anything to help the fucking guy. "Wow, what a…

Yeah, a movie can get a ton of barely-positive reviews that makes it rank high, but each individual critic is going, "Yeah, it was fine…."

Look at that fucking phony, Dude! Pretending to be a fucking billionaire!

It's like Disqus just gave you the hook.

My favorite thing Ebert ever wrote regarding one of those Transformers movies is when he's like, "I could tell this robot was supposed to be old and wise, because he had a beard made of aluminum."

Oh it's not a qualification for anything if you have morals.

It's really weird to be suckered by Grey Poupon's ads featuring limousines and write the entire thing off as "elitist" and then vote for a guy whose only qualification for being president is that he's a billionaire.

The trick is, he doesn't look himself in the eye. That's my guess, anyway, because have you seen where dude parts his fucking hair? Not quite on the side, not quite in the middle of the head. This is clearly the work of a man who owns no mirror.

Unrelated, but remember when FOX News had a goddamned coronary because Barack Obama put dijon mustard on his hamburger? First of all, dijon is fucking delicious on a hamburger. Secondly, you have no right to criticize anyone over condiments if your president puts fucking ketchup, KETCHUP, on a steak.

One of my favorite things about Paris was I just needed to plug my gut, so I stopped at some greasy-looking pizza place—and the pizza was pretty goddamned good, too—but they just came with fries. Didn't have to order. Just, BAM, here's some fries. I was like, "Good lookin' out, guys." And yes, of course the fries…

The one I got was "The Secret Bedroom", which if memory serves a girl befriends a ghost and the ghost, just trying to be her friend, ends up killing people for her.

One of my guiltiest, deepest secret pleasures are the chili cheese fries from Del Taco. I'm so ashamed of how much I love them.

I love In N Out, but if their fries aren't Animal Style, they're… not very good.

He's much closer to Burgess Meredith's Penguin than Heath Ledger's Joker.

Man, they remade The Wolfman, it was rated R and it starred Benicio Del Toro and Emily Blunt. How was it so shitty?

The "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf"-esque Dinner Party episode of Season Four is my favorite Office episode of all time.

True story: When I was a little kid, Ernest Scared Stupid scared the shit out of me.

So far, yeah. I haven't gotten too far into it yet, but I remember it being pretty fucked up.