I honestly can not imagine a movie that would be better with a non-simulated dog handjob in it. If that's what the film is counting on, it needs a rewrite.

That's a load bearing Æ!

There's that locker room talk!

I'd like to see that in writing. And notarized.

You know he's just going to smoke pot and engage in self-abuse in there.

"Glycerine" by whatever band that was that Gwen Stefani's ex-husband was in?

I met the woman I would eventually marry in 1997, so it was a great year for me. Terrible one for her, though. I'm not a good husband.

The only reason I can imagine DT going to the Met is if someone told him there are pictures of naked foreign ladies inside.

I've been a Randy Newman fan since I first learned about him in Grail Marcus's Mystery Train so I'm going to check out his new one.

I mentally read that in the voice Julianne Moore used on 30 Rock.

Or a doctor who is also a police helicopter.

"You people"? You really do work for CBS, don't you?

Broadly drawn Boston stereotype?

Maybe we could sell CBS on a revamp of The Blind Side starring Thom Mayne and a cement garbage can.

She looks like she skipped ahead a couple of chapters.

Both of you are invited to kiss my grits. She's actually a broadly drawn southern stereotype.

You mentioned that.

That blue vein on her temple makes her look like an animated corpse.

Excuse me, I have a delivery of cocaine for a Mr… Peterson. Can you sign for this?

We're sorry, too. Good luck.