Oh, noes.

So if you're wholly unqualified, from a psychiatric / medical perspective, to use words like traumatic, why the fuck are you still commenting and / or defending your opinions so vigorously?

You're only as white as you feel, y'all.

Uh, no.

Y'all are doing it wrong.

I wanna play Forays Into Fame! (I've had plenty of run-ins.)

Are we not men? We are DEVO! D-E-V-O!

Sounds like you could use some Brawndo!

Galaxy Quest was a treasure. And everyone loves Buzz Lightyear.

"Belive" whatever you want. You'll still be wrong, but knock yourself out.

God hasn't said diddly about the subject, as he's been mute for over 2000 years.

If you're going for ironic humor, try harder.

Oh, man—the clown!

Complete. Dickery.

Go to The Alamo Drafthouse instead, if at all possible. They have real chefs curating the menus, while Movie Tavern's food is garbage.

Almost all cinema revenues come from concessions. There's more in-depth info out there, but here's a great explanation.

I don't think he has a single independent though / belief in his head, and only parrots the strongest personality in the room.

One of the greatest things about Foghorn is that he is a raging asshole. Just straight-up torments The Dog for no reason.

I posted this upwards, but I spent many hours scribbling down the Hillbilly Hare lyrics as a kid to memorize 'em. Love that cartoon.

As a wee one, I recorded, rewatched, and rewound Hillbilly Hare about a hundred times to write down the lyrics, so as to memorize the squaredance number.