I like this art-fighting.
The Stranger is dying.
It does seem a little tense there. I'm liking the cranky version of Jen Graves, even though she's stepping into ECB territory.
Streetcar Named Retarded.
First, when's the inevitable knife fight?
And second, when will I be able to see it on Youtube...?
This topic is played out...BORINGGGGGG
Jen knows more about criticism than Frizzelle ever has or ever will, despite his ability to quote Mary McCarthy (and call her a bitch).
Steinbacher has only been gone for a few days and they're already at each other's throats...Obviously, he was the glue holding that dump together.
To paraphrase the late Jorge Luis Borges, this is like "...two bald men fighting over a comb."
Welcome...to another addition OF THUNDERDOME!!
...wherein the raggedy man learns a math-based approach to correctly spelling common homonyms.
Quit it with the ad-homonym attacks!
NapoleonXIV @12 wins.
A little silence now and then would've been a nice reprieve between the score and the actors racing to spit out their lines. Instead we got the cliched cartoonish New Orleans honky tonk ("A juke joint on every corner!")- then later the thundering cascades which are the equivalent of a corny 50s TV whoddunnit "When we looked in your briefcase, Mr. Smith, we found this GUN!" (dun-dun-DUNNNNNN!!!!!!)
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