Please, no throwing of BMs.
Please, no throwing of BMs.
Hooooooooooooooooooly shit I never picked up on the double meaning of that. I always thought of it as "by" and "by" alone. That is some damn subtle advertising.
That's where I knew it from!
In case anyone doesn't know the joke Bob was going to tell his plants:
I suppose I don't count as a separate character. *I* think I should, though.
The first two I "owned" - that is, when I was really little, like 4 or 5 - were Disney For Our Children on CD and the Step by Step cassette from NKOTB.
We saw Ms. Schnur (sp?) in Topsy, who is the prinicpal's administrative assistant, but the (unnamed?) receptionist was new here.
The Kid is All Right, for me. More specifically, the cutaway Mr. Bergstrom cameo.
LIsa's in her room, upset over the school election stuff with her new Republican friend, who's running against her for president. Marge calls to Lisa that dinner's ready, and that someone's there who really wants to see her. The viewer (and Lisa) think it's the friend, who came to apologize or something; Lisa says…
That was the one for me. Have not watched a new episode since.
I… agree but still with they hadn't, maybe?
I've said this before, maybe elsewhere or maybe here, but I'll say it again:
"Still"
You've experienced the Baader-Meinhof Phenomenon!
Haven't seen it yet, but I saw the name of the episode and the Comcast summary (which mentioned City Wok), and I assumed this was some sort of Sriracha-related hot take.
On Stereogum recently Ben Gibbard talked about how the fans of Death Cab are pretty cleanly divided into three groups - those who love WHTFAWVY, those who love Transatlanticism, and those who love Plans. I found that to be incredibly accurate.
I'll always remember this episode for revealing Fat Tony's last name.
Answers.com says he does - what more do you need?!?
I love season 2. It's 100% my favorite (though I wouldn't call it the best, but there's a difference).
Really? Because I have a *ton* of sympathy for him and his whole situation/life, but outside of being charmed by him occasionally I can't really say I *like* him.