You’ll shoot your eye out!
Regards,
Shodan
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Be sure to… drink… your… Ovaltine. Ovaltine? A crummy commercial? Son of a bitch!
Yeah, but don’t worry about it. It’s not like TBS plays it often.
I’m about six miles from there right now. If I had an hour for lunch instead of a half-hour . . .
Who’s mommy’s little piggie?
Oh no! It’s OLD BLUE!
He worked in profanity the way other artists might work in oils or clay. It was his true medium; a master.
Randy lay there like a slug. It was his only defense.
It’s a klinkerrrrrrr!!
Aunt Clara had for years labored under the delusion that I was not only perpetually 4 years old, but also a girl.
The thing I love most is that as I read these posts, with no context whatsoever, I can hear the actors in the film delivering each line. This is one of my favorite movies, and one of a handful that I know by heart.
Over the years I got to be quite a connossieur of soap. Though my personal preference was for Lux, I found that Palmolive had a nice, piquant after-dinner flavor - heavy, but with a touch of mellow smoothness. Life Buoy, on the other hand… YECCHH.
I’m not sure, but it seems like there is a thread on this movie every year now, too! 
My contribution: “The line waiting to see Santa Claus stretched all the way back to Terre Haute!”
It’s now one of my holiday traditions.
I like the Wizard of Oz!
I like the Tin Man.
I actually have a Leg Lamp. It’s in the front window. A few days before it came, I got a postcard telling me I won a major award. If I’d gone for the most expensive option, I could have gotten it delivered in a wooden box that said “Fragile” on it. I settled for cardboard instead. Full size, identical in every way.
I’d prefer a live one.
Actually the Old Man loved it. He had always pictured himself in the pits of the Indianapolis Speedway in the 500. My old man’s spare tires were actually only tires in the academic sense. They were round, they had once been made of rubber.
A Christmas Story. TCM ran it last night, and TBS does a marathon every Christmas.
TCM also did a doc on Christmas movies, and one commentator compared the movie to Shawshank Redemption, saying that there wasn’t a single scene that wasn’t perfect (or something like that).
I wouldn’t have lumped A Christmas Story with Shawshank, but the guy is right.
“Scut Farkus! What a rotten name! There he stood, between us and the alley. Scut Farkus staring out at us with his yellow eyes. He had yellow eyes! SO HELP ME GOD, YELLOW EYES!!”
The actor who played Scut was in the documentary too. He talked about working as a waiter and being recognized as Scut.
I’d lump it with My Cousin Vinny for the same reason. Why it was ever remade is beyond me. You can’t remake perfect!