That's exactly the kind of dark energy Gallo's talking about, man. Always bringing up Buffalo girlfriends out of the blue. Always bringing up Buffalo girlfriends out of the blue…

Short-shorts of "We're living in a society!"

I actually looked forward to PBS fundraising drives in the mid-eighties because they invariably put on a Fawlty Towers marathon.

Pantaloons of propriety.

I agree with everyone in this thread that this is all good news, very gratifying.

Hey, it's "Foosball" to my friends, no need to get all formal.

From what I've seen, the pictures seem to be heavily airbrushed, taking otherwise attractive women and pushing them into the uncanny valley. And the text isn't just shit, it's like that god-awful "Man Show" thing Kimmel did (it was Kimmel, wasn't it?).

From what I've seen, the pictures seem to be heavily airbrushed, taking otherwise attractive women and pushing them into the uncanny valley. And the text isn't just shit, it's like that god-awful "Man Show" thing Kimmel did (it was Kimmel, wasn't it?).

New Music, shmoo Music
Hell Among the Yearlings is a fucking perfect disc; Revival is almost that good. She could have done a Bill Withers and rested permanently on her laurels and I wouldn't think any less of her.

I'm now picturing that Simpsons cut-away, with Homer taking Lobsters 1 in a wheelbarrow and dumping him at the nuthouse door.

Air Conditioning
They air condition the smurf out of those theatres.

Don't forget Ellen Barkin as the Sexy Blonde IA in the Big Easy. Where I first learned that most important of life's lessons: never trust jolly fat cops. Damn you, Ned Beatty! And damn you twice, John Goodman!! You're supposed to be the good guys!!!

Carpenter
Carpenter for me primarily conjures up memories of Snake Pliskin and Jack Burton in all their glory, and secondarily of Rowdy Roddy Piper being all out of bubblegum and therefore having no choice but to kick some ass.

Brain cells would cancel out pretty much every plot of "Three's Company".

@Afghamistan — I agree, and that's one of the great joys about watching Seinfeld in syndication. Also because it's so easy to forget which plotlines share which episodes. "The Cheever Letters" is also the dirty-talk episode ("The panties your mother laid out for you?") — in a way, it's two of my all time favourite…

The Hamptons &
Marine Biologist seem like obvious misses. But my personal, slightly more eccentric choice for number one? The Cheever Letters.

Good as his work in Volunteers, Bachelor Party and JvV was, I really think his best performance was in the Burbs.

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He needs some kinf of hipster icon, though. A Jim Kelly still from Black Belt Jones or something.

Excruciating
I like dumb fun for tv — hell, I'm a big Wipeout fan — but this was unwatchable. I couldn't make it past seven minutes, and I'm not sure why I hung on that long.