Why can’t they just settle the hell down?
Lemme just say, that an awful lot
of accidents go on here, and…
Pardon, but I’m straining just a bit too much.
Pardon, but the light tastes peppery.
Behold! The Golden Age of Television
is resting thick fingers on the mantle.
We can probably de-commodify now.
For all the extras it will bring.
Been some time since I’ve committed
to some one or thing.
Why’d you have to go and get
all unprofessional like that?
In a confessional no less!
Stick to the usual bag o’tricks, you gleeful peeper.
We can’t all be commemorated.
-r. miller
*Insert Propaganda Here* 