"Where do we go? Where do we go? Where do we go-o-o from here?"
"That's one of the remarkable things about life. It's never so bad that it can't get worse."
Well, this couldn't get much worse. Nicholas Rush:
I'm afraid that's a failure of imagination.
Huh? Namine? Sho is a werepire and is attacking you? And Axel doesn't care that you're all gonna get ripped to shreds and eaten. Well at least it can't get any worse.
[Cut to two werepires appearing in front of Namine.] Namine: Oh, you dickhead!
"Things can't possibly get any worse! (runs into Butch and Woim wearing just underwear) Oh, then the clouds opened up and God said, "I hate you, Alfalfa!"
Once you hit rock bottom, grab a shovel and dig.
"What to do if you find yourself stuck in a crack in the ground underneath a giant boulder you can't move, with no hope of rescue. Consider how lucky you are that life has been good to you so far. Alternatively, if life hasn't been good to you so far, which given your current circumstances seems more likely, consider how lucky you are that it won't be troubling you much longer."
"We currently have the longest playoff drought in the league. We were horrible for 90% of our existence. The greatest player in team history is a sociopathic murderer who will likely spend the rest of his life in prison. An 80s rock star is actively trying to relocate the team to Fucking Toronto."
"The new trailer has everything from staged fighting to staged yelling to staged wine throwing to staged glass throwing to Harry Hamlin looking like he’s thinking to himself,
'And to think, I was on fucking Mad Men'."
"OK, so here we are at Day One, with everyone trying to figure out how to make this dead inside former pop diva come to life on a stage in a town that has gifted the world with 300,000 performances of Wayne Newton doing 'Danke Schoen.' Holy crap. These guys would have better luck getting Fiona Apple to duet onstage in a song about abortion rights with Sarah Palin in front of a room filled with Baptist preachers."