For sound effects, I would go with Michael Winslow, obviously.

My obvious choice would be a talented voice actor so I can hear one voice the rest of my life but this voice would be able to masquerade as a dozen others.

Time is a flat circle. So's a record.

I have a digital copy of all my CDs but still refrain from throwing them away (or selling them) because I'm afraid someday the cops are gonna show up at my door and I won't be able to prove them I own all this music legally.

You have the guts to do what I, with my 2200+ physical CDs (I lost count), simply don't. Hats off to you, good sir.

But would they be fitter?

Well, you know, anyone can play guitar, so it was a good idea to drop them, probably.
(Somebody had to make *that* joke)

You *had* to remind me of Goodman in Treme, didn't you?

Bringing the point one week later is what I call resentment. Not to mention bringing it again 21 days after that. But hey, to each their own.

Indiana Jones style.

I'm rewatching the entire series lately, and it appears they almost always read books backwards in all episodes. In fact, I can't remember one instance where they flipped pages from right to left.
Of course, I'm saying "backwards" because I'm French, for a viewer in Japan it'd be perfectly normal…

Glad to see I wasn't the only one to double read it as a sex joke.

Oh yeah, of course! Good catch!

Really got your feelings hurt last week, didn't ya?

Her English-as-French accent is spot-on, but her French-as-French, not so much.

Basket's depiction of Paris is weird for me. It's one of the few times where the producers made some effort to film in Paris and with genuine French speakers (although, to my surprise, the actress playing Penelope is not French, judging by her accent); but they also made the city quite surreal-like, almost a blend of…

So it's basically a live-action of the boardgame Scotland Yard. OK.

Glad to see I wasn't the only one wincing when he threw away the enchiladas.

Obviously Captain-Man doesn't tilt his lance at many windmills these days.

Ditto. And yet we keep watching…