I don't need you defendin me, you HOWDY DOODY LOOKIN' MOTHERFUCKER!

Or were the booze bottles octagonal? I can't remember exactly. Anyway, I still want a Dharma something.

Just like I wanted a hexagonal bottle of booze from BSG, I'd want the Dharma brand rum bottle

A lot of my dreams roll out like movies. They're never crazy surreal.

The pron likes the catfood.

But "BARF!" is a common exclamation by guys in River City Ransom when you punch them.

It was a Millionaire reference, but it was also additional Morbo. I'm glad to see him branching out from newsmonstering.

The roommate swap is a fantastic episode. The montage of Jerry and George brainstorming ways to pull it off is the best.

Lump me in the anti-Alexander camp. One of the worst moments of the entire show is when he and Lwaxana sit in a mud bath together.

What is obscenity? To whom?
Everything Jon Hamm said in that sounded like a Don Draper pitch. I guess "defense attorney" isn't all that different from "ad man."

Hey Sully. Remember when I said I'd kill you last?

It was a plot point that Gargoyles didn't have names, except for Goliath and Demona. I don't remember exactly why, but there was a reason.

It was an incredibly serialized show, which was rare in the 90s. Gargoyles was truly before its time.

I thought there was a bit of a cult of Gargoyles fans.

As well as guest appearances from cast members from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.

It was good.

See, I'm great at reading for comprehension.

Is this a movie version of Gargoyles?
Because that show was seriously kickass, and the second best part of Disney Afternoon after Darkwing Duck.

What I liked about the daughter growing up joke is that I thought it was going to go in a different direction when he said "when she turns 18." A more sex-oriented direction.

I liked his line about having no sex drive.
Who admits that? Besides Louie.