You had me at “Eliza Coupe.”

Undercover was almost certainly the most expensive feature on the whole site. Likely, the AVC staff doesn’t consider it formally canceled, but rather on hiatus until they can line up the money to do additional seasons.

Ah. Fucking. Hem.

I still miss Tolerability Index.

Univision’s been cutting budgets ever since they bought GMG. Notice how there’s about half as many names under the bylines as there were a year ago?

Not to mention the fact that Zs are constantly vocalizing.

In World War Z, it was specifically mentioned that the plague preserves the zoms to some degree and keeps them from dissolving in seawater. I do wish TWD would say something similar.

The T-Rexes on the DDR pads toward the beginning of the video are my cousin’s wife and kids.

I like Pharah as-is, but I’ve been a rocket launcher guy since the Unreal Tournament days. (I also used to be a Soldier specialist in Team Fortress 2 and an EPG user in Titanfall 2.) If anything, she needs more splash damage on PC, plus better juggling ability.

I really appreciate the compassionate way you and Dr. Brotto approached SORD and her girlfriend, Dan. That kind of heart-first counseling is why I started reading your column (and I recently became a regular Lovecast listener as well.) Keep up the good work. In these fucked-up times, hope and love are more necessary…

I’m from Mississippi and I like sour cream. That said, I’ve been living in Louisiana since 2002 and people here haaate raisins in their cookies. I don’t mind them, but I’m honestly surprised I ever even see them. I also used to live in North Carolina, and those folks definitely thumbs-down at cottage cheese, as well…

http://www.threepanelsoul.com/comic/the-important-thing

It’s a blaxpanic boy, two girls (one of whom is Asian,) a pig, one white dude, and whatever Noir Spidey is.

#NoMiguelNoSale

I was hoping for Miguel O’Hara, personally.

How many times am I gonna have to post this today?

Ah-hem.

Normally, I don’t give a shit about this kind of thing. However, between this and Kanye’s assorted bullshit, and with respect for the fact that covering this inane insanity is your job, it’s time to break this out again:

Everything’s bigger in Texas.

Well, it is daytime.