I always thought Springfield was in Northern Kentucky. I believe they said that in the episode Behind the Laughter.

…and that's why you always leave a note.

…maybe Moe gets a cellphone?

What is that noise!?!

Well, there isn't a literal connection…

Those rich fucks! This whole fucking thing…I did not watch my buddies
die face down in the muck so that this fucking strumpet…

Give us the cuttle…fish. Cuttle?

Harumph! I also want to collapse Skip Bayless. That guy is that worst. Someone needs to set him adrift.

I hate when shows do this. The first show I remember splitting it's season was South Park. Just when it starts to build momentum, it's time for a hiatus. *angry fist pound*

Mopey Dick.

It's John Frink. Professor John Frink. I didn't study microcalifragilistics all those years just to be insulted by a pimp from Arlen. It's not my fault AVClub doesn't have the tech to show my full name. Maybe I could whip something up for them, right after I fix my Visible Computer.

Oh shit, and Luposlipaphobia: the fear of being chased around a kitchen table by wolves, while wearing socks on a newly waxed floor. Although, I think I misspelled the phobia.

My favorite Far Side would have to be when the two gentlemen stuck their heads in the frame, ruining one of the funniest cartoons ever. Gets me every single time.

I still read Calvin & Hobbes and The Far Side at least a couple times a week. My first comic book? The treasury collection The Indispensable Calvin & Hobbes. I bought it when I was 8 and I've been hooked ever since. Hell, I still use the word 'brunky' to describe indescribable smells. To me, it's a perfectly cromulent…

Just don't look. Just don't look.

…and I would like my undies back.

I think it'll smell exotic.
Like ranch dressing.

Also, I was brought here by my need to randomly click AVCLUB links within articles.

In 2004, did 'firsties' even exist?
Probably not.

You, sir, are a mouthful.