The "life moves pretty fast" bit was directly out of Ferris Beuller's Day Off.

Hi Pat Francis!

Yeah, how dare working actors try to work!

I don't know if it ever showed up on television, but there's this thing called Pig Latin you might want to look into….

Sah kyutt.

Lutzanity.

I swear all the time, and cunting Christ is Paul F. Tompkins amazing. You can hear him losing his voice by the end of it — just keeping up with the three different energy levels must have been insanely difficult. Literally nobody else could have done it. Not even Adomian, Daly or Kroll are that sharp or that fast.

Because eight songs isn't enough for an LP?

Somebody follows Nitsuh Abebe on Tumblr.

Booooooo.

Diet? Terrorist.

Oh fuck off. Wilson and Coupe are goddesses too, and more importantly, they're funny.

What? No, it's Brooklyn.

Pretty sure the joke was that he was actually a lameass, regardless of how much money he was blowing on dates. His English accent was terrible too.

Of course I am, Abed.

God, yes. I remember waking up in the middle of the night screaming my head off after watching it.

Yes. Oscar. The only one who could leave.

I've read as much of it as I could stand. Thank God for movie adaptations.

Literary masterpiece? Fun's fun and a thriller's a thriller, but Dumas wasn't exactly James Joyce.

Let me be the first of many to say that the misheard lyric game on CBB isn't new. (I know this isn't first.)