She had Valerie Harper whacked!

Formatted in the sense of a hard drive, yes.

Take the name BILL HICKS. Change all the L's N's, all the I's to E's, S's to G's, B's to L's, and H's to B's. Then what have you got?

Not the way they pronounce it!

(Mostly I'm just bragging that I can name one other place in Idaho.)

Coeur d'Alene?

That sudden silence is your eardrums rupturing.

Right, and I'm not at all saying they should bring her back. I'm just saying the trope inversion isn't all that clever.

You knoo nothing, Jon Snoo.

Instead, they're going to continue with their sponsor service-based decisions. Now everyone will be eating Eggo waffles all the time.

There are pills for that. Ask your vet.

SHE ALSO WORE GLASSES

Maybe.

That's kind of what bugs me about the whole "they're inverting the sex=death trope!" thing. The whole point of the sex=death trope is not that sex is a bad thing that gets punished, but that sex is pretty much the pinnacle of teenage aspiration, therefore those who have attained it are essentially demigods; those…

Attack of the Clown Collars?

Buckets. It buckets in comparison.

"If this is anyone but Patty Duke, you're stealing my bit!"

"shee"

I was called for jury duty one time in my life. Showed up, stood crammed in a courtroom packed way over its posted legal capacity — there were hundreds of us — for a few hours while a jury was selected. After hearing the life stories of the few who actually got their name called, it was all over. A couple folks got…

It's a nice distraction from all the Lyme disease.