Now make a pizza with 100 pineapples.

The closest thing will ever get is the theme song for Nextwave.

Jason likes his curses broken!

It's the most malignant case of Hulkamania I've seen in a long time.

In the same hole as that damned, uppity chihuahua.

It's not meaningless if it means pizza.

That ponderous remark is most definitely something Shaggy would say during a smoke session.

I just want the Late Show staff to keep getting pizza.

A radio station in LA still plays one of Casey Kasem's old shows and it just seems really ghoulish.

I'm not going to lie, having a robe is pretty great. Sure, it may have been bought as part of an Arthur Dent costume but, over time, I became more drawn to it.

The Berkeley College Republicans are like the Stanford Band of clubs.

You should feel bad for that.

Eeyore hangs dong.

He IS the Robin!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

That Sweet Laurel Canyon Sound is going to weird places and I am here for it.

…or did we?

If you feel it's right in your heart to do so.

Yeah, but, how about the Writers Guild voting to authorize a strike?

I'm still waiting on the reunion for Captain Geech and the Shrimp Shack Shooters.