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Man, I want a sandwich.

This one.
That is all.

On celebrity mating rituals.

Regarding Ryan Reynolds and his selfish misuse of his masculine splendor, Mary said “Am I the only one mad at RR for dating a 22 y/o? Anyone? Anyone? Oh well, I will sit alone with my age-ism since there’s no men left for me anyway! hmph!”
Aside from the fact that Mary, you don’t get to […]

Dear Ryan Reynolds,

I see you’ve been honing those acting chops lately. You’ve gone from Van Wilder and Blade to The Nines and…well. You know, something else respectable will come along, I’m sure.
I’d like to reward your efforts with a little proposition, kid, a part that will really stretch those thespian muscles.
Picture it: Chicago…limited engagement….
You with me so […]

I mean, I want to see Transformers, but do I want to pay actual money to see it?
And given the alternative to paying money, is it worth it? What, exactly, qualifies as a test drive? Can I sit on it, tool around the parking lot, and then say, “Oh, this was great but suddenly I’m […]

Is anybody besides me really glad this child is finally legal? About 20 minutes into A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints, I had a revelation: He. Could. So. Hit.
Don’t look at me like that. I’m pretty sure he was 18 when that was filmed. Ish.
Anyway, he’s 21 now!
Woo lawd, he gon’ mess around […]