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Denny’s solved for this by asking up front, “$1.99, are you out of your mind?”

Oprah, Uma, Rita, Ora.

(Sad upvote)

Bless their hearts.

The biggest downside of my auto part delivery job was the dudes back at the store, three absolute morons with whom I had virtually nothing in common, and who insisted on playing popular country music in the store. The very worst kind of country music. This was the summer of Alan Jackson’s “Chattahoochee,” as foul a

Great job, celebrity’s social media team!

Shouldn’t it be “Whom”?

I just rewatched it a month or so ago, as part of a Tarantino binge before seeing “Once Upon a Time...”, and Forster is fuckin’ dynamite. As you say, he was perfect.

I’m sincerely sorry.

#46?  I’d expect TP to wear #2.

Also, Joe’s perfectly dazed look when he says “Have sex with me.” and her reaction...

They are very different stories, though bearing some similarities.

... that’s how I always (okay, yes, deliberately) misread soccer star and noted asshole Clint Dempsey’s name.

What about Punch-Drunk Love, though???

Well, not the entire team.

Same here. They had it all figured out by then, AND they found the right director, and good grief was that a blast.  And remains so, on repeat viewings.

Ah yes, “the lady’s F”.

It’s not Rrrm, it’s Grrm.

It would never occur to me to ask a celebrity for fucking directions on Twitter, so kudos to SteveRob here for this ingenius approach to travel planning.

Weird, I don’t remember Switzer coaching in Buffalo.