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It's hard to look sincerely happy when you have no eyebrows.

They're referencing the time that a Congressman shouted "you lie!" at Obama during a presidential address.

The current lead actor in Hamilton is gay and HIV positive.

X-WINGS! I know what those are!

At no point in my post did I make that claim— I'm a casual fan of Burzum's music myself. It's simply relevant that Vikernes is a neo-nazi murderer because this article is about that subject. The standard "why does the AV Club have to make everything about racism" whining makes no sense when Vikernes is, in fact, an

He's one of the most famous musicians in his entire genre, to the point that a huge amount of people who aren't even fans of that genre know specifically who he is and what he did that makes this so troubling. A site that covers almost-exclusively pop culture could expect their readers to know who Varg Vikernes is.

Yeah— Murray didn't admit the game didn't have multiplayer, which he had repeatedly said or implied would be in the game, until days or weeks after the game had shipped and people had bought it. He was repeatedly asked point-blank if it would be in the game, and he either said yes or pointedly did not say yes or no. I

My fiancée describes Showgirls as being "girly Scarface" and she's not wrong.

Seconded.

The peanut butter fudge shake is killer, and they let you mix it with Reese's cups. And the Cajun chicken really underscores what should be a fundamental cooking technique: dredging things in Old Bay.

Yep.

I'm sorry, but anyone talking about shame foods who hasn't been to the NC area can't speak with authority, be a cause they have not seen the horror and the glory that is Cook-Out. I roll up at some weird hour of the day/night, throw down $6.50, get my styrofoam box with a barbecue sandwich, corndog, and a chicken

Jesus, that cast. Not bothering with the review— you put Gyllenhaal, Adams, and Shannon in a movie and promise me it's not garbage, I'm sold and I want to go in as blind as I can.

You either put on those glasses or start eatin' garbage.

I refuse to believe that Sting is capable of making a joke.

In Beckett's Endgame, an apocalyptic masterpiece about a cluster of decaying people watching the world slowly die and hating each other, there is an old man who lives in a trashcan and is first introduced by sticking his head up and pleading "Pap! Where's my pap?" Upon being fed his flavorless sustenance he is briefly

Yeah, I fucking hate the myth that Trump's supporters are all poor coal miners and factory workers. In the primaries, Trump's average supporter made more per year than that of any other candidate, and Trump's voters in the general election were, on average, better off than Hillary's.

The eponymous Godwin himself said that it's not an unreasonable comparison.

And yet still better than the shrill and noxious video recappers of comic books.