I got a "predisent" notification for this?

Ironically, this is exactly what Jerry Seinfeld would have written in response to your initial comment.

Fixed. I await your approval.

I got a "Not 'The City on the Edge of Forever'" notification for this?

They had just slaughtered a donkey for lunch.

I liked— loved— Timothy when it came out. I absolutely hated pretty much every other song on your horrible, awful, and very bad list.

Game over, man. Game over.

Whether you realize it or not, that is a compliment, given that Muffley is the only rational, reasonable, thoughtful person in the whole movie.

On a related note, does anyone know whether Yale beat those Princeton pricks in that prisoners' 8s race?

By horse or by alligator?

It tastes just like chicken dick.

I am deeply offended by Elisabeth Moss's American whitewashing of British culture.

Growing a mustache?

Or doorbells in commercials that seem programmed just to upset dogs.

His first mistake was to be a zealot and a dick.

I have read a half-dozen Stephen King books or so, and sometimes the guy just doesn't know how to end a good story. In particular, the Stand was a great read until the action moves to Las Vegas and became heavy-handed religious claptrap. The first 2/3 of 11/22/63 was really good, but the ending was pretty silly.

The best part: she looked right at me when she said it.

In N Out.

Reggie?

Finally, someone who understands.