If I was a drunken, coked-out, amoral teevee exec, I would totally turn this odd couple into the worst sitcom to hit the airwaves since the last worst sitcom.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
The reason for the season
If I was a drunken, coked-out, amoral teevee exec, I would totally turn this odd couple into the worst sitcom to hit the airwaves since the last worst sitcom.
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Stuff!!! get rid of the clowns.... man, I WANT that bike!!!!!!
Just cause you're not a teevee exec doesn't mean you can't achieve the rest of your dream.
Would the Theme song be "Highway To Hell"?
((Hugs))
Laura
Now you've done it! You just gave away plot to the NBC Christmas special. And they had so hoped to turn it into a series with spinoffs. So much for the action figures too.
Graves, you swine! Which one is the Kardashian?
Regards,
Tengrain
A sitcom starring America's two favorite anagrams: Satan and Santa. I think it'll work.
Ha! It could be no worse than any of the other drivel the networks, and TV in general, indoctrinate the masses with.
And I'd watch it!
I suppose they had Rudolph and company for dinner?
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That is too goofy for words.
I love the photo in the previous post. Please take more pictures :-).
It's been a long time since "When Things Were Rotten" aired, but that doesn't mean it can't be topped, or more accurately, bottomed. It's among the all-time 25 worst, as compiled by the Chicago Tribune.
I think it's time for a reality show about a librarianista who rides the wheelie bus, digs soccer and death metal, actually hates Starbuck's, and blogs with impunity.
You know that I was seriously thinking about writing how Kleinian the split of Satan/Santa is for my Psych Today posts. You make me wish I had.
Could you call it "Keeping up with the Krampuses?"
okjimm, can't have one without the other. Who do you think brings gifts, the stork?
BDR, public access, here I come.
sunshine, naw, too easy. King Diamond's No Presents For Christmas.
demeur, now I know how Wikileaks guy feels like. Minus the sex charges and arrest.
tengrain, you, denizen of Californistan, the home of plastic people, can't tell?
tom, America loves a Manichean story.
liberality, but unlike that garbage dump, mine will be cutting-edge, story-driven entertainment!
david, glad someone else 'round here has low standards.
if, dessert following a main course of run-over-grandma.
susan t, another person with low standards, we thank you this holiday season.
SWA, that so-called journalist is a joke. Ernest Angley's 90 and 9 club? With the song stylings of Rocky Lowther, the only man who can, through a single guitar, produce multiple harmony lines? Seriously?
Heeeee is not special to god!
LBR, I knew this blog secretly aspired towards a higher plane of thought, but then I realized I'm as good a pilot as Walnuts.
thatgirl, soon to issue its own credit card. Did you see that blasphemy against Ernest?
Santa, Satan, Santa, Satan... **sigh** When will these people learn to spell?
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