Art Sandusky

I can't stand it either, because when you think about it, what doesn't make a baby cry?

"Lost in a Contraption" = teh win.

(the millions and millions of remaining Germans rally to dismember Nathan Jones and resume the invasion of Australia) (Kylie becomes the Chancellor's First Lady)

Naaaaaaaaaah.

(declares war on Australia to liberate Kylie)

I never got all the Choken hate until recently when all of the inconsistencies appeared. I didn't even know about the deaf thing until recently.

DAMN YOU, JANET!

That this went unnoticed for so long is a travesty.

I give points for anyone who calls someone else "Scooter."

(has constructed a working Star Wars defense network for Germany) (yes, complete with TURBOLASERS~)

I would have guessed that Marney's quote would have been the lyrics from Nasty Boys.

Fairly poor comparison, but Hulk Hogan is Hulk Hogan whether in films or wrestling. I don't recall there being a problem where people wanted to call him Terry instead.

What shying away from stadiums? A year ago (roughly) they sold out Safeco Field. Wrestlemania XX was going to be at MSG no matter how awesome business was, even if 100,000 people had lined up outside the LA Coliseum to get tickets.

We didn't have quotes, but I would have said "Goodbye blue Monday!"

Balderdash, User Posted Image is the best thing going on wheels.

Austin. I just know something horribly stupid is probably about to happen that will kill one or more person's heat or make him look awesome again, usually both.

(chills by buzzing down the Autobahn in his new Mercedes SLR McLaeren) Man, Germany rules.

I spell it as theatre when talking about the actual institution of it, but theater when talking about a building.

My GT until it had to be sold back. Now it's what it was before I got the GT, and that's my grandfather's 1988 Caprice. Everyone I talk to often knows what a car freak I am, and thus it's not surprising that my late grandfather's car is the thing of his that I cherish most. It looks like hell and even as we speak I'm about to go out and meet a towing company because the battery died on me last night, but that car will never leave my family, never sold or traded-in. The only conceivable way I'd part with Big Papa (as I call it) would be if the Mafia was going to blow my brains out because I owed them some money. Then I might consider possibly selling it. It's just that the car is like him. Big, powerful, and it has a presence about it that draws people to it, even if it's falling into disrepair and is clearly on its last legs after sitting for a year ruined the fuel system and has in turn affected the rest of the engine, as the motor strains to make the same output with less gas going through a clogged fuel filter. I love Big Papa.

I say my Disco skin idea would be the best.

You win this round, Adam. (prepares massive aerial bombardment of Australia)

Yeah, that's definitely one of my (many) favorites.

Jon Brion -- "Here We Go."