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OH FUCK SHIT. The bar is open! It’s late! Supposed to open last night, but here we are. A day late. Namely because I spent last night eating too much, consuming too many mind-altering substances, and then woke up around noon today. But here we are! Let’s shoot the shit about what we’re doing this Weekend. To enjoy our Lives. It’s BLUE SKIES and ABOVE FREEZING TEMPERATURES in my neck of the woods. So we’re already off to a good start. Pull up a chair. Tell me a tale.

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Well then. I was already pretty excited for Deadpool, and that was before the movie added fanboy (hi!) favorite Morena Baccarin to the mix.

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What a difference a week makes. We’ve gone from Neill Blomkamp being all like “Fox would let me make that Alien flick I pitched” to Neill Blomkamp…making that Alien flick he pitched. Dope!

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I don’t really know what this is from, but I fucking love it.

Community! It fucking lives! Community! Premiering March 17! On Yahoo. How am I watching it on Yahoo? Is there a fucking app? Or something? Eh?

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And you all wonder why I’m always wearing my stretchy winter mittens. In the summer. In the winter. Sure they’re covered in crusty, withering flakes of my DNA. Sure my hands smell like eggs and mistakes. But at least them hackers won’t have my fucking fingerprints.

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It’s 12:09 on Thursday morning. That means this particular morsel of Sony Leakgate has been out for a day. Or roughly 3,000,000 years in Internet Time. BUT FUCK IT. I RUN THIS ROOST. And this roost wants to talk about the absurd glory that would be this team-up movie.

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Laurie Greasley rules. This artwork rules.