Oh, it mattered so much.  But of course, my friends and I weren't ahead of the curve, since grunge going mainstream was how we first heard of it.  But we were the first among all those shallow, extra mainstream kids at our school!

Oh, it mattered so much.  But of course, my friends and I weren't ahead of the curve, since grunge going mainstream was how we first heard of it.  But we were the first among all those shallow, extra mainstream kids at our school!

Well yeah.  Dare I say it, it's even better than when I was 13!

Well yeah.  Dare I say it, it's even better than when I was 13!

All you children should go to hell, just right to hell!  This is what's wrong with the passage of time—people keep being born who don't even remember the years that I remember!

All you children should go to hell, just right to hell!  This is what's wrong with the passage of time—people keep being born who don't even remember the years that I remember!

@Scrawler2:disqus — oh, that's understandable; I've done that myself, repeatedly!  And I certainly don't think everyone who dislikes the show is simply being arrogant or elitist or tasteless; we all like what we like, hate what we hate, and have good reasons.  I just really did belong to that small pretentious…

@Scrawler2:disqus — oh, that's understandable; I've done that myself, repeatedly!  And I certainly don't think everyone who dislikes the show is simply being arrogant or elitist or tasteless; we all like what we like, hate what we hate, and have good reasons.  I just really did belong to that small pretentious…

I may be alone, then, in saying that I found Phoebe way funnier when she was mean and impatient than when she was ditzy and New Age-y.

I may be alone, then, in saying that I found Phoebe way funnier when she was mean and impatient than when she was ditzy and New Age-y.

I liked the way Schwimmer delivered the line "They're not coming off, man" in the episode where he gets stuck in his leather pants.  He said it so quietly, but there was such sheer panic, even a hint of tears, in his voice.

I liked the way Schwimmer delivered the line "They're not coming off, man" in the episode where he gets stuck in his leather pants.  He said it so quietly, but there was such sheer panic, even a hint of tears, in his voice.

I hated it with a passion in high school—I think it started when I was a freshman or sophomore—because I hated smug 20-somethings and mainstream things and that goddamn theme song. And I also hated things my sister-in-law liked. By college, though, I caught a few more episodes and realized I was just being pompous;…

I hated it with a passion in high school—I think it started when I was a freshman or sophomore—because I hated smug 20-somethings and mainstream things and that goddamn theme song. And I also hated things my sister-in-law liked. By college, though, I caught a few more episodes and realized I was just being pompous;…

Not that it's not hilarious to make fun of an accountant who doesn't know how much money she has, but I thought the point was that she doesn't give a shit how much it is. She laundered as much as she could and put the rest away, and after a while there was so much excess that there was no reason to count it; they'd…

Not that it's not hilarious to make fun of an accountant who doesn't know how much money she has, but I thought the point was that she doesn't give a shit how much it is. She laundered as much as she could and put the rest away, and after a while there was so much excess that there was no reason to count it; they'd…

I don't think people are idiots for considering this theory, because it would be hilariously ironic if the book wasn't from Gale.  And hell, maybe it'll happen; I didn't think Walt had poisoned Brock before the finale last year (as people here predicted) until I gave it some thought and saw the beauty of it.  But…

No, Lydia should keel over on her side in the middle of laughing hysterically. Only then does Walt tell the waitress that both cups were poisoned, and that he's spent a year building up an immunity to ricin powder.  You're messing up the story, Grampa, now get it right!

No, Lydia should keel over on her side in the middle of laughing hysterically. Only then does Walt tell the waitress that both cups were poisoned, and that he's spent a year building up an immunity to ricin powder.  You're messing up the story, Grampa, now get it right!

I don't believe in punishment. I don't think any man is past redemption. . . .  If Walt could put his past behind him and live a few more years, or even months, with his family before dying of cancer, I would cry tears of happiness.