It's like his line in Tombstone, "I'm your huckleberry pie, with some vanilla ice cream on top, and maybe get some chocolate shavings on that ice cream. No, more whipped cream than that, don't be stingy, for $6.99 a slice I better get more whipped cream.  What, no compote?"

Oh so now it's the Fats and the Furious.

I…. uh…. what?

If he tried to make people buy swords, then this is probably it.

For ultimate angst, sing "I Can't Make You Love Me" after singing this. One-two punch! Then go cry in the shower.

@avclub-b3a2a8592133a41f00f271712390f206:disqus Wry Manhattanites, however, I'm getting tired of. We get it, sitcom producers!  Try portraying another city for a while.

Yes it did.  Something rotten in the state of Lasseter?

Would you like some of our kettle corn? We didn't have any cinnamon and sugar to pop it with, so we just mixed in some Tang powder.

*falls asleep shortly after "inversely proportional"*

A Cuba libre, please.  Or a lime rickey.

Wow, Alec Baldwin does not look great.

I just wanted to pop in to see what the hullabaloo was.

Cobsuckers

Perhaps he will answer the question, "Is corn grass?"

"Dave, I'm telling you this won't work, MacFarlane's already done like three of these 'comedian sings nostalgic Rat Pack songs' albums, the market's flooded."

No but Principal Skinner brought some orange drink.

Seven times he's tried to record an album, but the sound engineers just keep yelling "I CAN'T HEAR THE SNARES! TURN THEM SHITS UP!"

And that you participated by being a jackass!

He will reboot himself, and return as a celebrity chef in about three years.  He'll get a show on the Food Network and all of his live appearances will be with his new friend, Guy Fieri.  When people stop him in the street, instead of yelling "Rick James, bitch!" they'll yell his new catchphrase, "You need tandoori…

oh its the ghost of my love life