The B is for Burns, right? Is that the joke? Is that a joke? I don't know, help me!

That really got to me, too. Especially that little laugh they share about the neighbor's dog. I think it might be my favorite (pleasant) interaction between Tony and Carmela.

Oh, god, please let me wake up next to Suzanne Pleshette.

I mean, shit, give me some more time to work with, AV Club. I'm still trying to stop hating Twilight.

Irish pimps look like leprechauns but bigger.

That's what they make Spanx for. No excuses.

What I'm taking away from this is there isn't going to be a Willow sequel anytime soon.

It would be the right and delicious thing to do.

Where the hell is George?

Then he says she always thought he was a john, but he's not. Except that he actually is.

I love that godawful fringed suede thing she wore during the early 80s segment — when she had that Carol Brady haircut.

I don't care how long it takes. Put an equal amount in each muffin.

Yeah, but then it would be more like, "Oh, bowls."

Have you ever heard….of Albert Herbert? He's from Tijuana.

I have to think in reality that little kid would shit his pants and cry.

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Nice call-back to Ned's Leftorium with "I didn't know you were left-handed!"

Not just beatniks, but lousy beatniks.

It was almost as funny as their go-to "Jews like money!" joke.

He will be someday, The Manipulator. Just you wait and see.