AMC made a show about competitive taxidermy. Which means they will literally accept any show in the world. So here are my pitches for their next fall lineup.
Sometimes a movie's terror creates a vortex of fear that spins you until the force sends you flying off into the depths of the cold, lifeless abyss. Fuckin' shit's scary.
It may never be a good haircut but at least it's cheap and involves hair getting cut. That is, if you can make it through all the trials and tribulations of the waiting room.
When I think of food, I don't think of a rectangular chunk that looks like a gargoyle with a square asshole shit it out. Or a meal that looks like a bunch of scabs swimming in a puddle of whale semen.
How do you explain a group of 18-60 assorted teenagers from California dispensing hardcore, destructive rap antics to thousands of American youth? New age terrorism.
Moments after announcing that American soliders had killed Osama bin Laden, President Barack Obama vowed to begin the search for the missing Twin Towers of the World Trade Center.
Dear Sir, I've been a tenant in the dumpster of your motel for two months now, and I can't take the constant brutal ghost rape anymore. I'm suing you for $100 million and a handjob.
Haley's success in the role Englund made famous got me thinking about other famous monsters throughout the years.
Back in the 60’s adult films weren’t allowed to show pubes n’ peeps, but they could show boobies. When Harry Novak combined tits, ass, Frankenstein, Dracula in 1964 to make the immortal Kiss Me Quick!, the monster nudie was born.
My fire alarm actually SPEAKS to you like HAL in 2001: A Space Odyssey in a creepy sci-fi villain voice to "cease operations and leave your building."
FOX Network, you've done it again. Just when we thought programming was at its worst, you've hit us with a new disgrace: Quintuplets.