I’m sure low self-esteem is often a factor, and abusers can be very manipulative.

Wait wait wait that wasn’t just a typo?

I love the Bash Brothers a shameful amount. It’s like a glorious fever dream.

You’ve got a good point. My new head canon is that Todd paid for a second one and put it on there voluntarily.

I can see it

Can we talk about the TODFATHR license plate? I was unreasonably annoyed that the caddy had a front license plate. Indiana still doesn’t require a front plate and definitely didn’t require one in 1985. /rant

I caught a little bit of a Gremlins vibe this season too, and I swear at one point the music even sounded like the theme.

Well, until ~2005 Indiana didn’t observe DST (not sure about the little CST bits, they may have) so the sun set around 830 PM in most of Indiana in the summer and it got full dark at around 9 PM.

Whoa, same!

Cracked was so bad. I remember getting pissed when we’d go on a trip and Cracked was all that was available. 

Man, I loved Mad magazine. I’ll pour out a 40 for Alfred. 

If you’re even remotely into cycling, it’s very easy and fun to do a self guided tour of Sound of Music locations in Salzburg. It’s nice because you can go at your own pace, avoid other people, skip things that don’t interest you, etc.

Yeah its....not good. I like some cheese but too much and you can’t poop. You heard it here first, Dead Poets Society is exactly like constipation.

Regarding 1), sure it’s possible, but the signal to noise ratio is so low as to make it pointless unless a person is physically listening to a target for something..

Wouldn’t you be bored if it was always the same nihilism?

His name is actually “Chunky” to better fit current American demographics.

Well,  they never mention him anymore and the glass case that formerly housed Neil Breen’s Pass Thru with a sign saying “Break Glass in Case of Max Landis” was replaced with “Break Glass in Case of Emergency”. They may be drunken assholes, but they seem to draw the line at being rapey.

I haven’t seen the fourth but enjoyed the first three semi-ironically. They are deeply stupid but charming.

I used to need rehabilitation, and then I got rehabilitated.

Heh, see Michael Crichton and The Lost World. “J/k! Jeff Goldblum didn’t die!”