Here's an embarassing one: Click. When Sandler realizes he has missed out on his entire life and has a heart attack, I nearly broke down. And I was sitting there with tears welling, thinking, "Really, I'm gonna cry at an Adam Sandler movie? Really?! Really!!??"

How about concluding CCM with the Dave Foley vehicle "The Wrong Guy"? Jennifer Tilly, Colm Feore, the fat guy from Malcolm in the Middle, Joe Flaherty… decently funny film that we get a lot of on the not-so-premium movie channel up north. Any love?

Stinson Stinson Stinson Stinson Stinson.

It knid of seemed to be to be a slap in the face of shows that end with a big clip show, "Hey, remember when…"-type of crap. A way for us to harken back to moments real and imagined without becoming too treacly. A fitting end to a fantastic show.

Natasha Henstridge, cuckoo clocks, the Maple Dip

Pamela Anderson, Japanese Kit Kats, the Scrotum Pole

Neil Young, 1950's educational videos, Barrelling over Viagra Falls

Margot Kidder, nudie playing cards, the Montreal Expose

Steve Nash, Kinder Surprise toys, the Blue Bomber

Catherine O'Hara, airplane liquor bottles, the Smoked Salmon

You cannot silence me
I'm exercising my first amendment rights

I think I'm dying in a fire…
Does anybody know first aid?

It was totally Craig. The first guy Cartman said it was. You know Craig, the one who wears the blue hat and is constantly flipping people off.

Not only were the windows boarded up and signs falling off, but the whole yard is overgrown with scrub brush, which leads me to believe that Sun, Ben et al. are sometime in the distant future.

Once you go brown, you'll always get down?

Maybe next week he'll insist on inspecting Cameron for scratches. They could be anywhere John. Leave no breast unturned!

She was holding what appeared to be a rocket on the cover. I read quite a lot into this, actually. It gives credence to the idea that Sam may be imagining the whole thing, and who does he choose to be his trusted companion, but a flesh and blood version of the icon he idolized in his childhood. He said something about…

Howard is, by trade, an engineer. He built the killer robot and controlled the Mars lander. I would imagine replacing the hard drive in a TiVo would be child's play to him.

Was I the only one who thought that "Topher" would turn out to be the quickly evolving Mongol, moving in on his rival and pillaging his woman, so to speak. I was so certain of it, I was disappointed when the real Mongol showed up at the restaurant, all grunting and throwing. Figured maybe the guy had quickly realized…

I'm starting to feel somewhat sorry for Moss. He's always three steps behind Jack, never gets any credit and has to pick up all the pieces at the end of every crisis. Seriously, he runs in /after/ all the terrorists are dead and goes, "We've got you, Madame President." Thank God you saved us Moss, you useless turd.