I'm not going to read over 400 comments regarding a show I stopped watching four years ago, but if they promise we'll get to see him using his woodworking tools to  dismember Witney's corpse in an old rusty bathtub out behind the barn, I'll probably give it a look see.

And then forced to watch "Shitney" being taped.  And then accompany the Bachmann [spelling, anyone?] campaign until it flies into a verticle cliff face.

Maybe on of them could crash on these dudes while they were playing video games.

I thought that drinking at lunchtime sort of lost out to doing drugs at lunchtime.  Or did they both bow out to watching porn at lunchtime?

What about Shit McFuckenSTIEN??

You might be thinking about Vietnam.  Remember the smell of napalm in the morning?  Ahh…

Red Foreman: one of the last of the now all but vanished Great American Son of a Bitch!

I prefer the term "Ruck Up!" from the movie Hamburger Hill.  Mostly because it sounds like "Fuck Up!," which is something you can get away with saying if you're drunk enough.

That's because they've got boobs!  Spectacular boobaculars!!

No.  Bill Engvall's going to get another shot at glory.

Somebody shouldda manned up and done that before Friends.

Sodding schismatists!!

Mind your own business!!

Prolly do it for less than that.  Far less.

Give him a break.  A] He's British and B] he's married to Katy Perry.

See, Gherkins, your generation does have its redeeming qualities.

Maybe all the male cast members will get to jerk off between them.

Speaking of Lady Gaga and Bjork in the same sentence…if they've brought back Beavis & Butthead, maybe Celebrity Death Match will be resurrected as well.

Wasn't Keeanu Reeves in it?

So are my family reunions.  At least after somebody calls the cops.