I hope you're right, Scrawl. I really do. Because God only knows what kind of madman we might elect next time, if not.

That's one of the absolute worst things about it. This is the new normal. There's no reason for anyone in the future to not act similarly, because it clearly works.

If I recall correctly, it went:
"We will build a wall and Mexico will pay for it!"
Mexico: "Fuck no we won't."
"We will tax goods from Mexico and that will pay for the wall!"
Everyone: "Uh, no, it won't."
"You know all that shit about the wall? Just kidding."
"… what the fuck?"
…
"ohbytheway we're gonna build the wall and…

Trump doesn't seem to comprehend that viewers are fleeing The Apprentice
because the production's still got his stink on it, not because he left
it anything.

Ha-HAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaa… we're all gonna die, aren't we.

Dude, I am going to find this and watch it.

Yeah, but he's wrong. This movie would have flopped if Donald Trump had never existed, because it is clearly a reeking house of monkey shit.

It makes them gobs of money. What do they give a shit about the discourse?

Sometimes I get lucky.

That movie's awful, but Janeane Garofalo in that film is about my platonic ideal: witheringly sarcastic, wounded, dark-haired and wearing Docs.

My brother-in-law owns about three hundred movies. There isn't a single film in his collection worth watching twice. (Most of them aren't worth watching once. He owns all the House Party movies, for example.)

Is that how they're structured and/or how the whole thing begins? I stand corrected. My knowledge of Fifty Shades can be summed up thusly: billionaire sex games private plane dominance awful, awful writing.

Oh, my God, I want to watch this movie right now.

Seriously. I can't imagine how you can possibly have a paucity of self-confidence if you've been in fucking Riverdance.

Gravity got me down, man.

Is that a thing with actors, or just with him? I thought it was common knowledge that most actors are on the shrimpy side. (Relatively speaking, of course; I say this as a guy who, on a good day, might be 5'7".)

Hooooooly shit. How did I miss that?

That song is why I love Mudhoney, along with things like this: the label gave them $20K to record that song, so they went to Conrad Uno's and recorded it for $312. Then they split the surplus and bought (well, put downpayments on) houses.

What was Wenger thinking, sending Walcott on that early?

That picture is just astonishing. Is he supposed to look like that?