One of my best friends and I spent hours upon hours playing Jedi Knight (Dark Forces II) on the MSN Gaming Zone.

Specifically, it's that idea that they've managed to grasp the true nature of whatever it is they're criticizing, while the rest of the fools heaping praise on it are drooling ignoramuses.

Do we ever truly "like" celebrities?  Indeed, do we ever truly "like" ourselves?  Isn't the mixture of hostility and adulation that we lavish on stars like Franco simply a reflection of the masturbatory self-loathing in which we all wallow every day?

Well obviously you don't know who the fuck I am, to tell you the truth.

I loved every single Greyjoy chapter, especially in AFFC.

Solve is not a fucking noun.

Well, to be fair, women shitting all over themselves while eating burritos at ob-gyn exams are criminally under-represented on television.

I'm sorry, but you are embarrassing yourself by responding in a remotely serious way to this person.

Did someone say howling fantods?

"Going out? Before a big meet like this?"

That doesn't seem very useful.  I was expecting you to be able to use your ass to gauge your level of drunkenness in real-time.

The cheap Kirkland brand vodka they still is amazing, especially for the price.  $16 or so for a 1.75L I think?

@avclub-922073b18844540f8fe447c3e93a25b7:disqus @avclub-5bc6960dad8ab0694bb4d6ff884b0c1e:disqus What did the Lumineers do to deserve hate?  Get popular?

The funny thing is that even though kids apparently have a harder time buying M-rated video games, I guarantee you'll hear more 12 year olds playing COD or Halo than you would ever seen in a movie theater.

Walt dies, but he totally doesn't die because he wargs into Huell at the last moment…

The ultimate alibi

I just realized I said "us pants" when I meant "us peasants" in my comment above, and for some reason Disqus isn't letting me edit it.  I guess I just showed my true peasant colors.

This is the same guy who thought he had to explain to people "where the camera" went in that long shot in Children of Men.  As if his familiarity with film blessed him with some type of understanding that us pants couldn't possibly fathom.

Sean's thesaurus certainly got a workout with this write-up.

Meloni's parenting will consist only of rage-whispering at his kids, leaning across a table and putting his face right up to theirs…