*eat up Martha stands up, revealing himself to be eight feet tall, and proceeds to kick the Pesci out of mister pants*

This really ought to go in some kind of folder. I'm thinking: manila.

*mister pants/cooking with Hannibal/too much tuna promptly and sarcastically changes his username to "mister tight pants"*

Montel Williams?

We'll fetch the hovercoot.

That would explain why Dipsy keeps starting into space and cutting himself.

"Hurt Everyone!" - Laa Laa

Government cheesecake

Ha, bricksploitation. Well done—I'm placing a gold star on your file. *affixes gold star on folder marked "Curley", spreads a generous portion of dust on the file, replaces file into cabinet*

I'd be mildly surprised if they didn't do it. Enough to raise a single eyebrow, anyway.

S'more Cowbell?

If only there were a way to edit it Damn you, nudiesqus! *gives Eat Up Mothra an effectionate nougat*

Yeah, some butterflies are sluts.

I mean the shots where Lahey takes a liquor bottle and just chugs it like water. They've done a couple of those—the one in the first movie was particularly fantastic.

"Yoink" and inexplicable explosions always made me giggle.

I think Julian's glass of booze joke hit its apex when his car rolled and he emerged from the upside-down car with rum-and-coke intact. I picture his first instinct being to cup his hand over the glass.

"RANDY!" Also: watching Jim Lahey guzzle the liquor will always make me laugh—John Dunsworth is amazing at doing that in one take.

I take your incredibly well-written points, but I think you overstretch at the end when you say it has "zero inherent substance". Sure, thematic content is sometimes slapped like a bubblegum-dispenser sticker onto episodes (e.g. the "what it means to be a man" content in last week's episode, which was really just an…

Malkovich Malkovich, Malkovich?

*laughs so hard he does a spit take with his cup of wet shit*