shempmarx
Shemp Marx
shempmarx

Sizzler or GTFO.

Forget martyr. His real worth will be when he's added to the 'Clinton Body Count' along with Vince Foster and Seth Rich.

Yeeeaaahhhh…that's not an ulcer.

[Day manager quietly fills out OSHA forms in triplicate]

He said 'spike' the punch, not 'Fight Club' it.

And now I'm dying to see an X-Men and Bull Durham mashup movie.

In a universe with lifelike robots, FTL travel and all that entails, we can't suspend our disbelief even a little for magic staples and super drugs?

Yeah, exactly, he's basically a tugboat captain. Smart, experienced, level-headed. But the minute he's out of his depth, he just keeps making a series of bad calls. And that's what struck me: I'd remembered Ash and the company's perfidy, I'd remembered how quick and efficiently the Alien was, but I had totally

Having run the series recently in anticipation for Covenant, I was really struck this time around how many bad choices Dallas makes.

Whilst I agree Cameron spending his remaining years on earth tied to the wheel of another 3 Avatar movies is stupid, we've already been burned twice on the "what was Jim Cameron thinking….oh shit, a billion dollars?" thing, so imma wait until he does fail this time around.

And metal staples. And a shit ton of drugs.

It wasn't male-only, it was set for a male. Whatshername spends all of ten seconds resetting it to perform her abortion.

Judge Columbo or GTFO.

Theoretically, it shouldn't be hard to pull off. As long as they get the tone right, everything else can be as cheap, disposable and repetitive as a budget show needs to be.

It's more like I AM…THUH LAW! if you're doing the Stallone version.

Law & Order:Psi Division.

Jesus Christ, this administration sucks even at skullduggery. I'm kinda hoping the end is nigh, cuz this shit is painful to watch.

With parental consent, sure. Mind you, knowing a few tattoo artists in my time, even with that caveat, it still takes a fairly skeezy one to still go ahead and do it.

That's British weather for you.

*Amistad, walking down the street, sees something far off in the distance, stops, squints: It is the roots of American Racism. Satisfied, Amistad resumes his walk.*