Another classic— and a real sign of how much more intelligent this movie is than its sequels— is the debate between Austin and Dr. Evil. The one with "There's nothing more pathetic than an aging hipster."

Oh, speaking of lines I quote more than anyone should, Dr. Evil's Meow Mix jingle is up there. "I want chicken, I want liver, Meow Mix, Meow Mix, please deliver…"

Oh, one of my favorite exchanges in the movie:

Octopussy was pretty close. I mean, as soon as you put "Pussy" in the name of a Bond girl you're waving the white flag on subtlety.

That's the first one.

REGIS PHILBIN: Please stop asking me if you make me horny.

Oh man, this got me to looking up some other Bond girl names. Some of these contemporary ones are… really stupid.

"Honey Ryder" and "Holly Goodhead" certainly have strong cases in the juvenilia department, and "Plenty O'Toole" I think wins on sheer ridiculousness, but none of them were at the "We're not even trying anymore" level of "Pussy Galore."

Even Kanye West recognized the genius of "Allow myself to introduce… myself."

I forgot how much that name cracks me up. It's sledgehammer obvious, but then, so was Pussy Galore.

Terry's tie was too short.

I love the first movie. (And I'd forgotten what a jam "BBC" is— thanks, Sean!) The second one was a really tired rehash of the same jokes, to the point where my teenage self apologized to my dad for dragging him along to it on one of our weekends together. "I thought it would be funnier." (And it's not like he wasn't…

You're really good at ignoring all of Chuck's actions and how much they're driven by sheer spite and resentment. You're really good at ignoring how Chuck's actions affect Jimmy and the situations Chuck puts Jimmy in.

After you've done everything in your power to hold him down, destroy him, and destroy the people who care about him, he takes desperate measures to save one of them.

I have been finding myself a lot more attracted to Sofia Black-D'Elia than I expected to be. I thought I was too old to be surprised by this stuff.

I see you post to this effect on every Last Man review and I have no idea why you even care to do so at this point.

The plan stretched plausibility for me, though. It required so many elements to be perfect to work. It felt like another example of Mike The Impossibly Invincible Badass. Like the writers are more concerned with playing up to the Mike fans in the audience than with telling a good story.

4)To await a woman of less discriminating tastes.

That would be great poetic justice.

No, I'm with you. It seems like a note they're hitting a little too often this season, the "Mike is mysterious and awesome" plot.