My 4-year old Corgi is named Rory in honor of this very episode. He stands and walks like nobody's business.

Upon rewatch, I did notice that when she said "cunt-punt" it was a reverse shot of her back, looking out toward the audience, which means the line was almost certainly looped in after-the-fact.

Lollipop, lollipop
Oh, lolly-lolly-lolly
Lollipop
   (Pop!)
Ow.

I've been mostly indifferent about the documentary-is-real thing, much as I have been mostly indifferent about most of this show post-Michael, but I agree that it's getting harder to shove aside now that they're hammering it so relentlessly.

I do get it, and I have watched some Antenna and it is a not-half-bad approximation.  When I go home to Chicago I watch a bit of MeTV, too.   But the promos don't have nearly the same kind of wit and zip that the great NaN ones have ("Your boyfriend's an immature jerkface.  The sun is a dying star.  They've cancelled…

Nick at Nite in the late '80s is one of my favorite things there has ever been (I was born in 1975, so it was my introduction to a lot of cool old TV including Route 66.)

They must have done some splitscreening in that number because you're right, there were times when one was definitely fixed in one direction while the other was dancing 90 or 180 degrees away.  Definitely well done.

It was definitely Keanu Reaves who played Hamlet in Winnipeg.  I remember hearing about it when it happened - it was a small theatre, and from what I recall he was neither brilliant nor a trainwreck.