They’re the richest, and, therefore, the best.
Oh, man. I don’t want to give it away here, but it’s a keeper.
I never knew him to be one to speak his mind at the expense of decorum. How odd.
Further evidence that LeBron is 100% incapable of being his own man.
Perhaps this isn’t clear. They cast his brother.
Violence has come a long way since the 1960′s.
Pot, guns, prison? Who do they think they are, MSNBC?
And possibly an armless Luke Wilson?
Ohhhhhhh, the other 472 brothers and sisters are going to be soooo jealous.
Unless it’s Ezekiel 25:17, I’m probably useless here.
Bob Barker would not have allowed this.
‘The Shadow’ and ‘The Phantom’ reboots can’t be too far behind.
Screw it, I’m doing it anyway.
I hope Jim and Pam both lose their legs in separate car accidents and have to become “skateboard people.”
The machines have risen. And they’re total nerds.
I guess reanimating Michael Jackson’s corpse a la ‘Weekend at Bernie’s’ wasn’t so viable after all.
No sale, Opie.
These pineapples under the sea are quickly turning into Fire Island
Cute. In a flesh-rotting, repulsive way.
Oh, man. This is gonna be so…mediocre.
“…back and to the left. Back…and to the left.”
Yes, we know the difference between fiction and reality.
Featuring the Deftones.
He probably seduced Lucille Bluth back in the 60′s.
I like how this purports to be the director’s cut. This entire series is one big “director’s cut.”
I hope he doesn’t get his mustache rubbed off again.
“I’m done,” says the guy who has the luxury of saying that because the thing he’s done with has made him very rich.
Up your nose with a rubber hose…in heaven.