I strongly disagree with your pick of “Goodbye, Michael.” It was a strong season that I thoroughly enjoyed (the co-hosted Dundies were absolute magic and the goodbye song was heart-wrenchingly beautiful), but I will never not be pissed about Michael’s exit. Nothing can convince me that the man who once said “You all know one of my favorite things is fanfare for fanfare’s sake” would simply slip away without a big production. I had hoped for an attempt to one-up Toby’s goodbye party.
My friends and I went to a bar for lunch to celebrate the end of finals one semester. The place was almost empty, most people were eating on the patio. We got drinks and then placed our food orders. We waited for 2 hours and nobody could figure out where our waitress had gone. The manager finally found her outside smoking and texting. We were the only table in her section at the time and she had completely blown us off. She didn’t even put our food orders in. So we paid and tipped the bartender and left. That’s the only time I’ve ever considered the service to be unworthy of a tip. Even if our food had showed up, I’m not sure I would’ve tipped her at all. Just the bartender, who was really helpful and patient.
I actually know a guy whose family got rich because his dad is a lawyer for Mexican cartels. He’s pretty literally flashing drug money at the bars on Friday nights.
What’s really upsetting is most of them won’t die alone. No matter how repulsive a personality, somewhere out there is a man/woman who will put up with anything to be showered with money.
I’m very surprised you had Iron Man 3 so high. I thought it was pretty disappointing. While the villain twist was interesting, it wasn’t entirely surprising and felt more like a cop-out. I thought it was solid overall, but I liked Iron Man 2 better (mostly because I love Sam Rockwell and Mickey Rourke was good too).
La Bamba is by Richie Valens, for anyone searching the karaoke songbook for it. The best part is that you don’t even need to know Spanish. Just get drunk and try to keep up.
The horror of settling for a man with a bald spot pales in comparison to the emotional devastation necessary to settle for a soul patch-sporting proclaimer of “Okie Dokie.” It bothers me that you could even equate such things.
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I strongly disagree with your pick of “Goodbye, Michael.” It was a strong season that I thoroughly enjoyed (the co-hosted Dundies were absolute magic and the goodbye song was heart-wrenchingly beautiful), but I will never not be pissed about Michael’s exit. Nothing can convince me that the man who once said “You all know one of my favorite things is fanfare for fanfare’s sake” would simply slip away without a big production. I had hoped for an attempt to one-up Toby’s goodbye party.
Rookie mistake. You have to wait until at least the third boner jam session to break out the he-vag.
Goodfellas is my all-time favorite movie. Can we be best friends?
My friends and I went to a bar for lunch to celebrate the end of finals one semester. The place was almost empty, most people were eating on the patio. We got drinks and then placed our food orders. We waited for 2 hours and nobody could figure out where our waitress had gone. The manager finally found her outside smoking and texting. We were the only table in her section at the time and she had completely blown us off. She didn’t even put our food orders in. So we paid and tipped the bartender and left. That’s the only time I’ve ever considered the service to be unworthy of a tip. Even if our food had showed up, I’m not sure I would’ve tipped her at all. Just the bartender, who was really helpful and patient.
I don’t see how that’s a problem.
I actually know a guy whose family got rich because his dad is a lawyer for Mexican cartels. He’s pretty literally flashing drug money at the bars on Friday nights.
What’s really upsetting is most of them won’t die alone. No matter how repulsive a personality, somewhere out there is a man/woman who will put up with anything to be showered with money.
This is precisely why I have a borderline drinking problem.
I’m very surprised you had Iron Man 3 so high. I thought it was pretty disappointing. While the villain twist was interesting, it wasn’t entirely surprising and felt more like a cop-out. I thought it was solid overall, but I liked Iron Man 2 better (mostly because I love Sam Rockwell and Mickey Rourke was good too).
La Bamba is by Richie Valens, for anyone searching the karaoke songbook for it. The best part is that you don’t even need to know Spanish. Just get drunk and try to keep up.
For the love of God, move to Indiana and be my friend. I’ve never had a Sports Guy at work. I can’t live like this.
Tim Curry is an absolute force as a villain. His smile still gives me nightmares.
I used to watch Three Musketeers and U.S. Marshals about every 3 months with my brothers. I never realized they weren’t as beloved by everyone else.
This is The Empire Strikes Back of dirty sexual humor. It didn’t do it first, but it did it best.
The horror of settling for a man with a bald spot pales in comparison to the emotional devastation necessary to settle for a soul patch-sporting proclaimer of “Okie Dokie.” It bothers me that you could even equate such things.