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golfwidow said in November 7th, 2006 at 3:32 am

How I want that to be a typographical error, so it can be “Warning instructions” instead of “Warming instructions”.

Since my mind seems to go into casting agent mode whenever I’m seeing weird products lately, let me introduce you to the rapturous brain confetti that is Paulie Shore picking up a can of Cheez-It and intoning, “Ooh. Squi-irt cheese.”

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Amanda said in November 7th, 2006 at 12:32 pm

Pauly Shore is about the only part of my teen years that makes me cringe. I used to know girls who thought he was hot. Like, smokin’ hot. Of course, I have no room to talk with my Alan Rickman fetish, but still! At least Rickman has talent! Or something…

I’m trying to think of a time when I thought spray cheese was cool. And I’m drawing a blank. And I know I’ve eaten the stuff before but apparently it was such a traumatic experience that I’ve repressed the memory. The basic concept of being able to “spray” cheese is horrifying enough.

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golfwidow said in November 8th, 2006 at 7:58 am

Alan Rickman in Sense and Sensibility saying, “Give me some occupation, Miss Dashwood, or I shall run mad,” is catalogued in my mind under Things That Make Me Go “Mrwowr.”

This has nothing to do with squi-irt cheese, and thank heavens for that.

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Amanda said in November 9th, 2006 at 8:36 am

For me the defining Rickman moment was in Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves when the Sheriff is attempting to get his swerve on with Maid Marian and he climbs on top of her and pries her legs apart with his own legs. OH. MY. GAWD. That makes me all giddy in my girlparts every time…*drool*

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