The Prighlofone, what's wrong? Are you hungry? Sleepy? Gassy? Is it gas? It's gas, isn't it?

That's pretty much a perfect description for this episode, too.

"Sorry, Mr. Burns, but I don't go in for these backdoor shenanigans. Sure, I'm flattered, maybe even a little curious, but the answer is no!"

Maybe you all are homosexuals, too!

I… kinda agree with Sean. I remember not liking the episode at all when it first aired. Of course, a lot of that was me being deeply religious, deeply closeted, and self-loathing at the time.

Yeah, for some reason I know about Stardust. I liked him better as regular Cody Rhodes, but I'm glad to see Goldust back, too, threatening the sexualities of a new generation of young men.

An interview with one of the producers addressed it:

Strong debut for the show: http://tvbythenumbers.zap2i…

I seem to recall the Hart family's Canadian background being used against them whenever they turned heel.

You were both technically incorrect, the worst kind of incorrect.

Ahem, Goldust. Kids in my all-boys high school hated him, precisely because he threatened their sexuality. Never mind that they're watching grown men in briefs grope and manhandle each other.

He's a saint!

"Excuse me, can you tell me how to cook these properly? I've tried before but they never seem to come out right."

Hmm, we're all in for an interesting discussion when it's time for Amazon Women in the Mood.

I was a big wrestling fan as a kid for some reason, so I thought the wrestling parodies were perfect. "Foreigner" in particular perfectly encapsulates the 'Murica mentality of most wrestling fans.

I love the brain slugs so much that I've always wanted an entire episode devoted to them and their planet. It probably would've been a case of diminishing returns, and I should probably commend the writers for their restraint in not overusing aliens in general, but they're just so damn adorable. I think every episode…

It was like manna from Heaven. All of the other kids would drool with jealousy as you opened the box and neatly assembled your cardboard pizzas with funky tomato sauce. Sometimes you'd humor the plebeian masses by giving them a slice of pepperoni, but you'd scoff at the suggestion that you could share one of the three…

Wow, I don't envy having to grow up with the name… Ed.

They should just move all of their "ethnic" comedies to Melting-Pot Mondays.

I have a pretty twisted sense of humor, so I actually love it when stuff like that happens just because it gives me a funny story to tell. Better a well-meaning misunderstanding than the actual racist crap my mom had to put up with.