- A League of Their Own

I love that shot for being one of the few fucking shows that got actual high school social structures right - it’s not some rigid caste system like goddamn India or medieval Europe. 

Bah! All those pale in comparison to the greatest female cult leader:

Yeah, that’s what killed off The Chaser’s War On Everything. They got some good ones in, but by the end, pretty much every one was “Oh - you blokes from The Chaser?”

Lemme guess...

And the pause that comes after that line, to emphasise the gravity of his failure.

Punt Speedchunk’ll never let you down, but.

My favourite bit about the book is that Simon & Schuster was worried about lawsuits from Speirs’ family and hangers-on when Ambrose wrote that he shot a drunk non-com in Normandy, as well as surrendering Germans.

Bugger.

I have literally only heard of James Marsters, Colin Mochrie, Carson Kressley, and, unfortunately, Andy Dick.

I can understand the need for tracks 1 through 8, but what are the other 12 categories?

Everyone remembers Hendrix, no one gives a shit about the guys who survived the 60s...

I don’t know who that actor was, but he is a goddamn treasure for that delivery. Channelling gigatons of unvarnished, baffled contempt into that sole line is just so damn good.

He’s just always seems to play Tom Hanks, and I think that’s why the wider internet loves him. He’s incredibly safe, familiar, and repetitive. I’ve yet to see him disappear into a role like better actors, like Sir Anthony Hopkins or Philips Seymour Hoffman - the last one’s relevant because PSH ran fuckin’ rings around…

He was kinda perfect as the slightly weiner-y officer on BOB.

“Nixon - she’s anorexic.”

I want the “You’ve done it now, Yanks! You’ve captured me!” old duffer on the bicycle.

The British laundress whom Steve Smith pays to get all the dead guys’ uniforms back.

It truly was the Black Hawk Down of TV.