I love you.

LAMBADA!!!!

"My Big Fat Greek Life", to be precise…and I really wish I didn't remember that.

I'm VERY surprised this didn't make the article for the unflinching TERRIBLENESS of that opening sequence alone.

Actually, I kind of get the Jamie Lee Curtis love, as I was under the impression it was more about her general charmingness and the fact that she doesn't take herself too seriously (as far as I know).

UGGGGGGHHHHH…Beans.

I have a message.

"How did they make Vergara look so awful?"

Quite possibly my favorite gag on that show ever.

I love you.

YES!

Ah! THAT'S where I've seen him. No ostracization (not a word; let's move on) here.

Ugh.

Ugh.

That one is also sexual.

Ugh.

Look at it this way (and for the record, I'm right there with you); at least now we won't have to watch in horror as January Jones wins the Candice Bergen-Kim Cattrall Memorial Cancer-Plot-Developed-Solely-for-a-Sympathy Emmy for Best Actress.

THANK YOU.

That rug REALLY tied the room together, did it not?

Zing, indeed.