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Yeah, that is completely surprising, considering the huge black population in SC, and the fact that Edwards barely has any associations with South Carolina anymore. You gotta be fucking kidding me with the Glenn Beck stuff, by the way. You're a straight up moron for that.

I'd love one of these extremely high-profile pregnancies to just end in abortion.

It's pretty amusing to be at a point where having "only" 20 HD channels sucks. TV is sweet.

I think it might look better without anything at all, y'know.

Best post in the whole thread. If you have a shit fetish, that's you're business. I'm not here to judge you. But, U2 hasn't done anything for me musically since "One." Which...came out in 1991, well after this whole "80s" thing.

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VIP sign-up time once again for March Madness On-Demand, which amazingly continues to be free. If you did it last year you can just log in with your old name and be set to skip the long lines in the waiting rooms.

That's actually pretty terrible. Concur. I don't think I could handle that much indie rap/boring rhythmless guys/white guys with big beards at once. Most of those guys are the epitome of an "I'm the unique opener for someone much better" artist on my scale.

Ugh, The Avenging Disco Godfather. I think I ended up fastforwarding through most of that until "Put yo weiiiight on it!" Not quite as charming as Dolemite and the legendary mischiefs of the hamburger pimp.

As I always say in GnR threads, I have unabashed love for "Estranged," and generally enjoy most GnR songs, either genuinely (a good chunk of Appetite, "You Could Be Mine") or for train-wreck appeal ("My World," "One in a Million," "Get in the Ring," etc.). However, the continuous low murmur of frothing for Chinese Democracy reminds me of people at, like, a Babylon 5 convention. Except these people are greasier.

Seriously? Jack Johnson headlining? Roger Waters? Normally I get jealous of west coast kids every year around Coachella time, but I'm not sweating this one.

Evan beasted in the Eliminator. No one's gonna touch that time. Funny thing is that Son's time was probably better than some of the other guys too, but he just loses out because of the matchup. The "only 4 of 6 winners qualify!" thing must have originated from some network mandate to get the whole competition finished in a small order of episodes the first time around. I can't think of any other reason to structure the show that way.

Marlena was great. After the movie was over I realized that she was wacky lesbian outcast Janis from Mean Girls, which was just funny in and of itself.

Man, you can't write that stuff. Too good. I love this game, by the way. It's the best I've played in forever. And I can't wait to get some hot alien fucking.

Saw this today and, to my surprise, it left me uninterested. Loved the first act, but didn't find much that stuck with me outside of that. The movie seemed alternately obvious and blank, great production values and cool score aside.

You used a what to make a who? Automated single-serving coffee machine. Total cheesy office bullshit. It uses little packets of coffee to make one cup for you in any number of flavors. Unfortunately, whatever it does to brew it makes the coffee taste and feel like battery acid. The only good thing it does is make hot chocolate, and you can use these packets of "milky way topping" to change up the flavor a bit. I was gonna give you an image here too, to help explain, but google images informs me that Flavia is apparently a very common name for attractive nude Brazilian women.

Question about the very end. According to the Wikipedia entry summarizing the plot, Anyone else see that? If it's there, I missed it entirely.

This was good. The monster was pretty cool, and I liked the dosage we got. The gimmick was a little thin by the end, and Lily doing all this running and climbing in heels was a riot, but overall, thumbs up. Nothing too big in terms of "BLAH BLAH BLAH DISASTER OMG" big heavy deep thoughts, but a lot of shit getting fucked up and a monster doing some good people eating, smushing, and popping.

I thought this was worth bumping to state my recent re-obsession with Sleater-Kinney and the sheer awesomeness of the new Daft Punk live album.

If you're a cashier at McDonald's and Amy Winehouse walks in to buy chicken nuggets from you, what do you do? Just kind of snicker?

For the first time in a while I used the office's Flavia machine to make a Milky Way Choccocino. It was delicious, until it came out my nose reading this thread. Applause.

Well, I'll probably see it, but I could have done with more than a month between handheld faux-documentary monster movies.

Parker Bohn III is the only guy whose name I remember from watching bowling on the Wide World of Sports at my grandmother's house, when my parents would drop me off over there to visit her on Saturdays. Wikipedia informs me that he's gone on to be one of the most successful professional bowlers in history, enjoying a tremendous run in the late 90s. Also, I don't know how you can't get behind this guy: Reposted question: Who's currently the best superstar on a miserable team of some consistent awfulness? Garnett would have been my easy choice had he not been traded to the newly formed Voltron-esque Celtic monstrosity.

That's a tough one, just because I can't think of too many top-level superstars who are on really perpetually bad teams. In the team sports, you're either a good enough superstar that you make your shitty team a contender now and then (LeBron and Iverson come to mind) or you're not really perceived as a superstar because the guys surrounding you fail to make you stand out in any way. It can work in baseball, I suppose, when it's easier to compartmentalize an individual and isolate his impact. I guess I'd rather be Matt Light than Great Baseball Player On The Devil Rays, since the amount of money and privilege a guy like that gets is still pretty extravagant by our feeble little standards. Since I had such a hard time with that one: who is currently the best "superstar" trapped on a miserable squad of some longevity? Garnett probably would have won this award last year, but he's obviously out of that doghouse now.