Throw in the Superego "Stations of the Cross" bit and I'll buy two!

"Yes! To be like the J-man! To care! Heal! Not want! Why are these things not in the plan?"
Mere moments later: "I cannot - yet I must. How do you calculate that? At what point on the graph do 'must' and 'cannot' meet? Yet I must - but I cannot!"

Move over, Karl Glogauer, Justin Bieber's got this!

There be endless neighbor eggings and all sort of wonderful shenanigans on Kolob!

All through high school there was a Christian that I'd hoped would leave a bad taste in my mouth, but for one reason or another, it never panned out.

"Dropo, you're the laziest wolf on Mars!"

"Michael Caine, Peter Ustinov and a Golden Lion Tamarin attempt to pull one last job before fucking off to the Italian Riviera right proper in The Caracas Caper, or 'If This Is Thursday, We Should Probably Be In Brazil!'"

This cabernet would pair nicely with domestic violence, or the premeditated murder of a passerby. Also, a chicken sandwich with pickles.

"Get outta town. Head north to Alaska, south to Rio."
The first film, (and the book series it was spawned from), is more a mystery with comedy than just meant to evoke laughs. The second movie has more comedy, but less mystery.

I don't recall Obama negotiating with ISIS. Inadvertently arming them via left behind equipment, sure.
But given that ISIS wouldn't even exist in the first place if W. hadn't given the entire Iraqi army their walking papers, maybe it's best not to point to one in a series of fuck-ups from multiple administrations.

It's to keep the actor from going back to his romantic comedy roots, isn't it?

I was terrified for a second there that there was a new reality show named Waifu. It's like a horror movie that just makes you sad.
They're making more Hemlock Grove? Yeah, that's money well spent.

If this was the 70s, some enterprising schlock purveyor would purchase an unrelated movie and re-title it that to fool grindhouse fans into thinking it was a sequel to I Drink Your Blood, the movie where an old guy feeds a roving gang of Satan worshipping hippies rabies-tainted meat pies that cause them to go crazy…

Actually, he ultimately did. It was kind of the point of the episode.

What about the guy who couldn't finish walking to Vegas because of his leg injury?

He just loved those doors that have separately opening top and bottom halves.
And hated the mentally ill, although that latter bit is probably unrelated.

It's the Brooks Brothers riot, Miami's hottest party!

Also,he'd applaud the change in that scene because he's big into rewriting history. (For more examples, check out Glenn Beck's pal David Barton and those fine folks in charge of Texas' schoolbooks.)

See also: that hedge fund/biotech guy who's jacked up the price of that AIDS drug from $13.50 to $750 per pill. It's their hell, we're just living in it.

He did insist that it be done live, after all.