One day I'll open a kosher Thai restaurant called Thai-Sachs.

That's not true. After that, he released another EP.

The thing that bothered me most about that movie was that, like 10 minutes it, it had already turned into an anti-religion screed.

This is true. The closest we got was probably Christopher/D-Girl. Or maybe the two strippers making out while Tony ate canapes.

I was thinking about that scene the other day. In particular, how the show went from heavily implying that Bobbi Barrett was rubbing Don's dick through his pants in S2 to flat-out showing a woman rubbing Don's dick in S7.

THE ROOF WAS MADE OF SOFT TAR!

"As much as Pete is a shit, he was clearly a shit from the start."

Oh I first saw Dutch strangle the cat at least 5 years ago. I ran across this comment because of The A/V Club rerunning some Mad Men articles.

That ep is over a decade old and I still haven't decided if should sympathize with Tony or Janice in that scene.

Of course he's a libertarian. He strangled a cat!

The pilot was shot in NY, production moved to LA after it was picked up, and Schaal got cut. Would she have had a shorter road to fame if she'd done Mad Men instead of Flight of the Conchords? Who knows.

SHE FOUND CHEWING GUM ON HIS PUBIS!

I didn't want to cockpunch him during his run on Shameless. People have grieved in far less appropriate ways than throwing a luncheon for the people who received organs from their dead son.

I stayed away from it for years for that very reason, as well as the fact that I'm too old for midnight screenings, but I finally gave in and went to the RiffTrax presentation. I wouldn't recommend that necessarily, nor would I go to a screening of it, but I'd watch it for no other reason than the fact that you can…

Actually, that was the reaction the second time I saw it: Silence.

I've seen it twice. Less "ewwww"s when Ferrell and Lithgow kiss when I saw it before Spiderman than when I saw it before Despicable Me 3.

Yeah, but here's the thing: If we assume kink is caused by prior trauma, imagine what kind of fucked-up shit had to happen to you to be a crinkler. Or a furry, for that matter.

Everything else was great, but I've seen gay-for-pay porn that was more convincing than the love scenes between Michael Douglas and Matt Damon.

It's bizarre that Behind the Candelabra was intended for a theatrical release, since it looked exactly like one of HBO's biopics (The Rat Pack, The Life and Death of Peter Sellers, etc.).

Happy tissues or sad tissues?