An emotional performance. The ushers had to keep tissues on hand, apparently.

That is one of those movies that are fun to get drunk by yourself while watching.

That blooper reel over the credits almost ruins it for me, though.

I say! Bloody good show!

"Major Nougat! Gooey! Cocoa! Put down those entertaining Mettal products!"

They are. And stop calling me. My battery's dead.

* eats popcorn while reading this conversation *

Get it out! Get it out!!!

♩ I'm dreaming of a Whiiiite Russian… ♩

You sunk my battleship.

This really gets my goat.

It's always the same formula. Film a bunch of Canadian commercial actors in Toronto for next to nothing, then fly out some old has-been like Debbie Reynolds to play the grandma and share the real meaning of Christmas. That's all you need.

While a single tear rolled down his cheek.

I wonder how one could edit a dictionary without using a competitor's version.

"You Fookin' Dootch Coont!"

I've seen my cat do that and even walk around. Usually if it senses a wild animal in the yard. It's not impossible.

Reverend!

The 5 year old me would've begged and pleaded for this game, played it once, and left it in the closet at my parents house til this very day.

Who would buy a shopping cart? Just go to the mall parking lot and steal one.

And conceived in North Africa.