[Chalmers bites into a steamed ham.]
Superintendent Chalmers: You know, these hamburgers are quite similar to the ones they have at Krusty Burger.
Seymour Skinner: Oh ho ho, no. Patented Skinner burgers. Old family recipe.
Superintendent Chalmers: For steamed hams …
Seymour Skinner: Yes …
Superintendent…

[Skinner runs aross the street to Krusty Burger, and returns to the dining room with a tray of hamburgers.]
Seymour Skinner: Superintendent, I hope you're ready for mouth-watering hamburgers.
Superintendent Chalmers: I thought we were having steamed clams.
Seymour Skinner: Oh, no, I said steamed hams. That's…

Superintendent Chalmers: Well Seymour, I made it, despite your directions.
Seymour Skinner: Ah, Superintendent Chalmers, welcome. I hope you're prepared for an unforgettable luncheon.
[Chalmers enters and puts a bottle of wine on the table. Skinner walks into the kitchen to see smoke billowing from the oven.…

yelling at thunderstorms
That part was indeed surprisingly hokey, and kind of silly. It reminded me of the much more effective but interestingly similar scene in West Wing, where Martin Sheen is yelling at God in Latin in the National Cathedral. Now that I've thought of it, Silas really reminds me of sort of a bizarro…

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAALT

Tracy Jordan already has already made Honkey Grandmas Be Trippin and a western in which he never gets out of his car. I think the "Tracy Morgan cashes in on ridiculous pandering" thing is pretty well established already.

Frat vs. guild is just a matter of what you prefer to indulge in in a darkened bedroom, date rape or hot pockets.

Was the fart sniffing episode even political? It was making fun of people self-righteous about the cars they drive (and San Francisco, and George Clooney), but there was no policy involved. And in the end the message was actually pro-environmentalism, but anti-being a smug douche about it.

I don't know who Ed Hardy is, either, and I'm annoyed that I know this person is somehow associated with ugly t-shirts. Stupid cultural osmosis.

As far as I can tell, Objectivism is about 70% common sense and 30% ridiculous bullshit, which is a pretty optimal ratio for convincing people of the aforementioned ridiculous bullshit. And so discovering it turns most kids into assholes for two or three months, and the asshole-predisposed into self-righteous assholes…

It's an interesting business model. Each show just advertises for the next instead of for paying sponsors, building a larger and larger audience until everyone in the world is watching. Then, once a year, they sell a single, 3 billion dollar 1 minute ad.

Is it worse to beat up a woman for some stupid reason than to beat up a man for some stupid reason? Or is the assumption he would only be beating up a woman, which I could totally believe?

This is "all we've got today?" What?

Another thing they don't talk about in 300 is the fact that, meanwhile, the Athenians are fighting and actually winning the Battle of Salamis, destroying the Persian navy and forcing Xerxes to turn back instead of just delaying him a while. They also singlehandedly beat the Persians the last time they invaded, at the…

Yeah, I never really got that part. Sparta was the gayest city in the gayest region during the gayest era in human history. They only screwed the women for procreation, and if it seemed like you enjoyed it too much they called you a sissy when you got back to the mansex barracks (what they called it).

Oh my God, I was wrong.
It was Earth, all along.
I guess you finally made a monkey
out of meeee.

In a land of Michael Bay films about a1980s toys, the Twilight Zone movie is terrible.

But are the things we assumed were tiny actually normal size and we're huge, or vice versa?

Not according to my memory or Wikipedia, Banmar. The guy who died wins, and Sam takes his place in another election, the outcome of which is never explicitly stated, but the last we see of him (until the last season) is him realizing "I'm going to lose."

Battleship Potempkin