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If I tried to do a intro for my cat all you would get is her sleeping or eating.

Heee, MacGyver Cat is awesome. Maybe I'll do one for Dog and Backup Dog set to the theme from "Perfect Strangers."

I like the Great Gatsby cover. It's very FScott. I like the giant face, the weird mix of fonts, and the calm night lit up by just a few carnival-esque lights. I hope the never redesign it. That way, when my kids read it for school, they can use my mom's old copy and nobody will ever know the difference (this will happen because I'm determined that my kids will have a great appreciation for old books. I'm taking them to weird libraries and making them smell all those spotty, mildewed copies of like "Sumner's Opinion in the Impeachemet of Andrew Johnson" that haven't been checked out since like the 1890s).

Michelle Duggar’s clown car of a vagina...

Perhaps you can come clean off the tea I just spit all over my screen, Ms. Nosek? Also? I know at least three woman I will begin to use that quote to describe immediately. Sadly.

Proving that good theme music is more than 1/2 the battle. Imagine how exciting MY life would be if I had that theme music playing in the background all the time.
It needed a good explosion at he end though.

IIRC, Fitzgerald designed (or approved the design for) the cover art himself, which is why they continue to use it. True story: the final exam in my HS English class on GG was simply to write an explanation of all the symbolism relating to the story within the cover painting. Every year it was the same, so you didn't get to keep your exam after you saw your grade. Don't think you could get away with that now in the age of the internet.

How good was the ending of "The Office" last night? Andy's cute little dance and the smile that came across Erin's face? I felt all warm and fuzzy when it was over.

Is it just me or do all cat people seem to have fantastic computer editing skills and inordinate amounts of time on their hands?

Speaking of Karen O and the Where the Wild Things Are score, I've already prepared myself for the crushing blow when the Academy Awards either find some way to render her inelligible for Best Song/Score and/or inevitably don't nominate her because she's not a known film industry veteran and lacks a penis. I'll still cry, and scream, and start a wild rumpus. I suspect burning effigies will be involved. Punch and pie will be served.

Sarah687:
Boy, you had one LAZY burned out teacher. Actually, that sounds familiar. I may have had that same assignment at some point. Ah, I miss alcoholic burned out English professors. Those dudes knew how to party.

When it was published originally, there was an agreement made by the powers that be that the cover of the book would never change. I remember my teacher telling me that in school when I read it long ago. You could probably find the specifics online somewhere, but I think it's awesome. People are always changing book covers into heinous new images, like that fucking "Anna Karenina" cover of the Oprah's book club edition.

Yeah, Miley, suck it! But not literally. Please. We're not ready for Britney 2.0. So, uh, quit with the tattoos.

"...hampster farm of a uterus." Snork.

I call my fish tank "The Duggars." Seriously. All they do is have babies babies babies babies babies.

Maybe I should take this all with a grain of salt, and just let my cold cynical heart take over instead - because I know it's weird for an agnostic, liberal lady like myself to defend the Duggars (I think I've done it a few times on this site already) and I'm a little skeeved out by a lot of what they do - but I think I have to say it again: I like their show, I think they are nice people, and I think they genuinely love each other and want to do good shit. Sooo I think it's sort of an asshole move to make fun of the mom for having suffered a medical issue mid-pregnancy and for having had to undergo an emergency C-section. The baby weighs like one pound or something and probably has a difficult road ahead of it, if it does survive. Can we not bitch about and laugh at someone/something else, at least until mom and baby are out of danger?...

b:
Why, no.
No, we can't.
Because: vagina + clown car x hamster=my girlfriend snarfing bits of Oreo on her knitting project. And me laughing.

b:

You realize she deliberately put that baby at risk by deciding to become pregnant at her age after the, ahem, heavy duty usage her uterus has been through. I feel pretty stongly that if one creates a family for TV purposes and exposes everything (including the birth) to the public, then one is fair game for whatever criticism/praise/mockery comes ones way.

By the way, this applies also to the less objectionable reality TV families such as The Little Couple et al.

I don't even like The Yeah Yeah Yeah's, mostly because they have the stupidest wardrobe and band name in the history of pop music, and say the word "tick" 3 million times in the song "Tick." But as long as Miley Fucking Cyrus doesn't get a Grammy nomination, I don't care who they replace her with.

Actually, having watched some of the Duggar stuff, I'm pretty sure they aren't having children for TV. Jon & Kate they ain't. They truly are very nice people trying to do good things.

That doesn't mean they aren't fucking ridiculous, what with the 27+ kids, but I truly don't think they got pregnant just for TV.

mostly because they have the stupidest wardrobe and band name in the history of pop music

George apparently has never heard of either Boy George (stupid wardrobe) or Toad the Wet Sprocket (dumbass name). Not that it matters, since I'm fairly certain Karen O would chew you up and spit you out, kid. (I love the Yeah Yeah Yeahs - bitch is pure punk-glam goddess to me. To each their own).

I don't even like The Yeah Yeah Yeah's, mostly because they have the stupidest wardrobe and band name in the history of pop music, and say the word "tick" 3 million times in the song "Tick."

Well I think George is the stupidest name on Pajiba.

I'm sorry. That was mean and uncalled for.

It's my knee-jerk reaction to someone picking on poor, crazy Karen O.

Karen O would chew you up and spit you out, kid.

We're only trying to protect you, George. Ever since Bif Naked flew back to her adopted homeland of Canada, Karen O has been default the baddest bitch in American alternative rock with contemporary radio relevancy (actually, I believe Beth Ditto temporarily stole the title when she conned The Times of London into giving her an advice column briefly, and for being the baddest plus-sized lesbian rocker in the business) and she's just a tiny bit crazy. Tick is the perfect example of this. So is the entire score of Where the Wild Things Are. Kids weren't scared of the emotions in the film. I heard a rumor that she used super high waves of sound anyone over 8 cannot hear to implant images of Tila Tequila rolling around in bed with a tampon string hanging out, just because she could. Total badass.

So many things to comment on in this thread. YAY!!

1. I disagree with the Quiverfull movement -- I think it's a misinterpretation of Scripture. But I also believe that the Duggars sincerely love their family and God and are just trying to do what they think is right. And I think the fact that they try to practice self-control instead of yelling at each other all the time is refreshing. It sucks that their baby was born so prematurely. I'm sure they're all in a lot of pain right now. My heart goes out to them.

In short, I've got your back, b.

2. I love Karen O. 'Nuff said.

3. Shoot me if you like, but I didn't care for The Great Gatsby. I'm more of a Steinbeck fan, myself.

4. Perez Hilton over Sonia Sotomayor? The sheer idiocy of that decision makes my eyes bleed.

5. I loved "The Office" last night. Maybe I get overly emotional this time of year, but Phyllis getting teary over finally getting to be Santa made ME teary. There was something about the way she did it that showed you that Phyllis has been beat down and belittled every day at work for the last decade, but that this one little victory makes everything else bearable.

And the twelve drummers drumming? So sweet. Ed Helms is so ossom.

Way to erase last week's uncomfortable ep disappear from my mind. Skillfully played, "The Office".

Every time I think of the Duggars, I hear the song Every Sperm is Sacred in the back of my head, along with the accompanying sketch from Meaning of Life. Of course, there were 63 kids in that movie, not the 19 the Duggars lay claim to.

One might expect Mrs. Duggar's next pregnancy to be the like the one we see at the beginning of the sketch:

>Plop

"Oh. Get that for me, will you Deirdre?"

"Yes, Mum."

Hey George, after that period of reflection we still get to throw him in a tar pit and set fire to the whole area right? Right?

I'm gonna do it anyway, don't know why I even ask.

The Duggars have put themselves, their family and their choices out there for public consumption.

So yeah, I can express my opinion on it and them and I can express it any time I want.

One thing I don't like is the constant blame of Ma Duggar for all the babies. Granted, she's the obvious target, but in their little culty version of Christianity, the man makes ALL the decisions. The woman gets to turn off her brain and doesn't have to think. It's not up to her. Nothing's up to her. At all. And all the girls are being raised in the same manner.

She's sweet, yes. Sickly sweet. High-pitched baby voice sweet.

Unless she grows a pair and gets sick of pumping out babies (doubtful--there is a certain appeal to just giving up your brain and being relieved of making any decisions) or Pa Duggar decides this is bullshit (again, doubtful--look at the attention he's getting), it's going to continue until either her body screams its surrender, possibly resulting in something bad, which I don't wish on anyone.

With every baby more, they roll the dice. And my question is: why? What exactly is the point of having so many children? If I had 19 cats, the city would come after me.

At this point, I would think sex at the Duggar house would involve safety harnesses and bungee cords.

Yes, Miley. Suck it. Suck it deep and hard.

And while you are at it please use your finger to tickle my balls.

I heart that the most.

I'm sure my copy of Gatsby has a totally different cover from those on the website, but I'll be buggered like a Frenchman if I'm going to my Sister's house to find out.
Mainly cos it's 6:35am, and also cos I can't bebothered.

Oh yeah, and the title post "Suck it, Miley",
made me think that Billy Ray's daughter had finally made her way from tween-star to Hilton-esque infamy.
I was glad to find out I was wrong.
(give it time, though).