We hepped you to the terrifying reality of the Kentucky Fried Chicken corsage. Perfect for prom! We genuinely do wish we liked El Camino Real, the new record by the venerable Camper Van Beethoven, a bit more. We watched the Nashville finale. There was a big cliffhanger you'll probably care about, and one you probably won't, but you'll definitely care about our recap.
He has all kinds of boob, err, moob. Side moob, tail moob and even foot moob. I love that they kept him fat. Not only is he fat, but he beat the holy crap out of the sinewy, insectoid nasties that have been plaguing monster films since <i>Alien</i>. And he didn&#039;t just beat the crap out of it, he tore it&#039;s mouth open and breathed down its neck. Lovely!
Godzilla looks like he&#039;s doing a stand-up routine in that pic.
&quot;And what&#039;s the deal with monsters from space? Amiright? Gamera knows what I&#039;m talking about...&quot;
No, but providing equal enjoyment is a wingnut snake that gets stomped.
As Ted Forth said: &quot;GODZILLA! GODZILLA! GODZILLA GODZILLA GODZILLA!!!&quot;
Well, I always rooted for Godzilla.
He has all kinds of boob, err, moob. Side moob, tail moob and even foot moob. I love that they kept him fat. Not only is he fat, but he beat the holy crap out of the sinewy, insectoid nasties that have been plaguing monster films since <i>Alien</i>. And he didn&#039;t just beat the crap out of it, he tore it&#039;s mouth open and breathed down its neck. Lovely!