ABOUT EVERYTHING DAMMIT.

"I will not fail you, Rainbow Chicken."

He's right, you know.

30 Rock only has one more chance to impress the Emmy voters — whereas that damn Charlie Sheen show has 90 more. Therefore, I must conclude: THERE IS NO GOD.

Somewhat unusually for 30 Rock, many of the funniest moments this time weren't one-liners but physical bits of business — Pete's look of despair when he realizes his life has been leading up to this round of budget-cutting, and Criss laughing mirthlessly when Liz rebuffs the idea of sex on the couch. (Marsden, it must…

And she was credited as co-writer of this episode, in fact. I didn't even know this woman existed before tonight.

AND we're supposed to believe that there are TWO full-figured women named Bev in the adoptions bureau? I almost dropped my monocle when I heard that line.

But will he ever be held to account for his crimes against humanity? As we learned in an episode last season (a C-minus, according to Nabin) the U.N. is useless. I mean, robin's-egg blue helmets?

Noice!

Sorry, we can't afford expensive musical cues like that.

Nah mean? No homo.

Coming from Myrna Loy, that means a lot.

"They'll be taking off from George Bush International Airport…"

I think you may have missed the point there.

But this is a major milestone in itself: The first straight-up "A" that the AVC has given 30 Rock since Bush was in office. I had just about given up hope that it would ever happen… [sniff] sorry, I've got something in my eye.

Hating Kenneth? You know, you're being a real C-word.

Yeah, just who did that composer sleep with to get the 30 Rock gig?

As a matter of fact, Todd gave it a good review and most of the commenters at the time seemed to enjoy it.

"And I solved the mystery of the pills in the jellybeans!"

I think it would only work if you had heard of Arsenio Hall. Just embrace the absurdity of the funny names.