It will forever be for me: Sun Dried Tomatoes = Broodwich.

One convenient location…in Africa!

Rusty hitting on Dr Mrs will never get old for me! It's about time Venture referred to himself as "The Good Doctor", with that little tip of the glasses. Ha!

Still a long way to go when parents still tell their daughters, "He just picks on / throws things at / yells at / aggressively runs at you because he likes you."

"when I was a host at a restaurant a married man asked me to sit on his lap in front of his wife and children."
Would have been great if she said, "I can't right now, but I know someone who is just your type." Then got Bubba from the kitchen to amble over and cuddle up.

About those older men in the workplace who don't realize how creepy they act: they will make a point of telling you how "fair" they are to women, usually unasked and within minutes of first meeting them. That *always* means at one point these shitheads were caught being very unfair or worse and had to undergo…

Nick's sex-prep shaving: "I started at the bottom now I'm here."
That is how I will interpret the song from now on. Kudos to whoever wrote that.

Of course this was bad. They needed to say "Alien DNA" a few hundred more times.

History Channel better give the show a good chance; it could be a big sleeper hit, like early Colbert Report.
God, how wonderful a Colbert/Ferguson late night would have been! So many times I'm watching Colbert do his thing and wish, "If only this were followed by Ferguson!" So tired of the "let's make celebrities do…

Anything to distract from the mega-stupid Joey-loves-Rachel plot, and Rachel-is-fucking-pregnant-so-let's-stop-everything. Thank you, Paul Rudd! (Latter-day jerky Phoebe did not deserve you)

Could it be that Lisa Kudrow is mean, snappy and cynical in real life? Toward the end of the show's run, they all stopped playing their characters and went through the motions as themselves.

Just noticed that Dee can't raise her arms because of her costume. My God the Gang works well together. May this show never end.

And the end, where they chant to The Waitress, "Say yes! Say yes!" to the point where they drown out her rejection.

And when Hillary inevitably finds the budget-breaker, just once I want the owners to say, "We don't want to update the plumbing, we want the screened-in patio and all-new kitchen!"

LIOLI owners: "Wow, there is so much more room in here now!"
No, you dipshits, Hillary just threw away all your crap and painted the walls gray.

Oh, the "Party Animals": the couple who constantly talk about how much they entertain and base their whole search on it. Then at the end they have one of their "parties" at the new house, and only five people are there, standing around sipping chardonnay.

"These people are animals." His dismissive hand wave as he said that was perfect.

Oh man, it's fun to figure out who has the money in the relationship and watch the dynamics. Prime discomfort comedy.

There are follow-up episodes of HH and HHI, but not nearly enough. One of them looked in on a middle-aged couple who bought a ridiculous farmhouse in Italy that clearly needed a lot of work. The guy said right away, "Oh, we're not together anymore, but I'm happy finishing the house." Sure you are.

Too many times I have yelled out, "You picked the wrong house, bitch!" like Tina Fey on that Used to Be Porn Stars sketch.