wittylibrarian
wittylibrarian
wittylibrarian

Maddon: You can't just go out there and take a shit on the field like that.

Started out as a really cool and dark sci-fi film noir, and then in the end devolved into a god vs god smackdown with a terrible FX budget.

Not mine (and not really what's being asked here), but I like it

Libertarianism is founded on three planks:

Josie and the Pussycats. (It's from a comic book, so it's OK for this discussion, right?) Wicked sense of humor, insight into pop culture, catchy music and it didn't take itself too seriously. Plus Carson Daly was outed as a villain. What more do you want?

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The double punch of glorious cult '80's action films:

I wanted to see Buckaroo Banzai versus the World Crime League . . .

The Secret of Kells. Rare and unusual beauty.

Without hesitation. This movie deserved to be a box office hit instead of the cult classic it now is.

This movie (Dredd) deserved all the success :

ah, Polk County. Last July my husband started a new job there for the school district, and the local newspaper ran a front page story introducing him and some other new employees. Then, on the next page, they ran a story about a home invasion which involved a suspect with the same last name, and accidentally used my

Mark, Mark, Mark...

A fair point but that means you have to leave out Jack Jack Attack. I'm giggling just writing the words.

Presto has always been my personal favorite, but I can't argue with La Luna beating it out for the top spot.

I was relaxing in an easy chair, surrounded by family and friends. I gently tipped my beer back as I watched my Jets lose to the Patriots. It was a foregone conclusion that the Jets would lose. I accepted that. I knew how the game would turn out, and I was alright. I had a stomach full of food, a liver placated

Actually at the game. Uncle who was hosting thanksgiving dinner is a season ticket holder, and hadn't been able to give the tickets away. I was so sick of my family I convinced my brother and two cousins I could stand to leave dinner to go.

I actually thought the Jets had a chance to win, until the Patriots scored

Outwardly: dumbly, I shamble about, a thing that could never have been known as human, a thing whose attempted scramble is so alien a travesty that humanity becomes more obscene for the vague resemblance.

Mourners all wound up crowded into one corner of the funeral home.