Beads?

Every time someone tries to say, and then gives up on, the word "accompanist"

…but if Jimmy cracks corn and I don't care, why does he keep doing it?

What was nice about that is when he did finally get it right those few times it was actually poignant.

"You don't have a home? But, where do you go to wait quietly until the next day's work…I mean, sleep"

My two favorite "That's what she said" moments are 1. "It squeaks when you bang it." and 2. "Dwight, get out of my nook!"

Jimmy's time as Drakkar Noir might be my favorite, especially when he and Sabrina finally got to role play as their respective goth personas on their honeymoon.

The Mel Brooks running gags are some of the best. Especially when one character is oblivious (or pretends to be oblivious) to the gag (i.e. Wasn't your hump on the other side?/ What Hump?)

Right now, somewhere, Tim Roth is practicing wallace's famous "segregation forever" speech in a bathroom mirror.

First a Brit came for Batman, and I said nothing for he was in American Psycho. Then a Brit came for Spider-Man, and I said nothing for he played a hobo in that one episode of Doctor Who. Finally, the Brits came as a nation for our Civil Rights Leaders, and I finally spoke up…because none of them was Idris Elba!

About BSG: The worst part about the flash forward was Apollo's fat suit, not Adama's moustashe.

Maybe it's just a common DJ thing to have that one song that temporarily breaks them.

One of our local DJs played "over and over again" like ten times in a row on a Saturday night when the song first came out. He was working the request hour and he asked each of the callers if he should keep playing it…and then he did it anyway.

I don't understand why they don't just let the "Plaster Caster" lady from the 60s-70s host this. She's probably still running around somewhere with the plaster cast of Jimi Hendrix's penis. At least then most of the stories would concern dead people…or Rolling Stones members.

So…you're saying the south is burning because of you?
You know, again…

Starfucker: the musical! Opens for an elite audience (and all of their roadies) this fall!

It's odd. I was born in 1985, so I know I didn't see the Mr. Hooper death episode first run, but that whole group are the people I remember. I also knew the name Mr. Hooper and recognize his face. I have no idea how I knew all of that.
But yeah, I don't know why I clicked that link. That was a tough watch.

Your honor, it's all true. Zapp's cat-like reflexes, my female incompetence, even the stuff that made no sense, all of it!

lol, woman…but otherwise accurate.

Don't tell me what to do, Headline!