apr 25 in idea barrages

If the publicly intoxicated are thrown in the drunk tank, are the publicly stoned thrown in the dank tank?

I like to imagine that for over two centuries, the seven Presidents of the United States under the Articles of Confederation moped around the after-life bitching that they never got any credit… but in the last couple of years, they just kinda clammed up and made scarce.

I don’t know which would be more depressing, AMERICAN PI or REQUIEM FOR A FIELD OF DREAMS.

Hamburglar’s face melting off as he opens the Arch of the Covenant, Ronald yelling “DON’T OPEN YOUR EYES, BIRDIE, DON’T OPEN YOUR EYES!”

I can’t be arrested in Legoland, I got duplomatic immunity.

I now want to see a comedy routine by Sean Penn and Teller.

TAKE ME HOOOOOOME, CRUSTY LOAVES, WITH TOMATES THAT GO ONNNNN, SOME BRUSCHETTA, IN MY MOUTH MOUTH, TAKE ME HOME, CRUSTY LOAVES

Remember, when they say something is “a technical achievement” they mean “they didn’t bother to do a second draft on the script”.