I was already thinking she could come back as the avatar or personification OF, in some way.

No but I just found it. That’s great.

The product placement for Silver Bullet brand suppositories practically writes itself.

Any necessary retcon could have been explained away by treating that film as a legendary version of the truth. What killed them wasn’t that movie, but the start/restart/let’s-focus-on-Cruise-and-Crowe business.

They should have just started with a sequel to Monster Squad, with the kids all grown up. Or, actually, they could have continued following Dracula Untold and made adjustments as needed, improving as they go.

But they put white folks only in the comic relief/minstrel-y roles, so I can respect that.

...while the camera-equipped Siime Eye vibrator is easily hijacked by anyone with the know-how, potentially affording strangers vividly detailed views of your genitalia.

Ahem. Yes. I see, as they say, what you did there.

Seriously, though: why can’t we put ‘em in a mixing drum with a specific abrasive for x minutes and call it a day?

I thought those were Hershey Kisses, and I was prepared to enthrone you and claim you as my king.

When I was a child, we were so poor we didn’t have a diving board. When I needed a break from working the fields, I’d lay my rake on the ground, tines up, and stand with the balls of my feet on the points, hang my head down, and close my eyes. When I began to well and truly doze off, my weight would shift forward, my…

I read it as Shelley’s long face, so it still worked for me.

...counterpoint, I guess?

So they’ll be farming... moisture?

Technical question - why is this called a bumper cut?

Nothing to see here.

I like the Pacer, it’s funky, I can dig it. But if there’s one thing I learned the hard way from trading sports cards and fantasy players, it’s this: Volume is deceptive, and the better end of the deal is whoever gets the best player. $4500 cash beats a pack of Pacers.

Yeah but if I remember correctly, he took up the beans when he dropped the smokes.

Star Wars was the nickname for his pet project Space Defense Initiative, a satellite-based missile defense system. Jelly Beans are probably in the ash tray, so he won’t use it for cigs.