Even stripper pants must follow the laws of gravity. 
Uh, his pants fell down because he was using his belt to hang himself?
I have a hard time believing that even GOB’s reaction to the threat of prosecution would be to masturbate in the bizarre manner suggested.
I almost forgot the news headline: “We blew it,” followed by a close-up picture of the “terrain.” Fantastic. And PopPop’s last words of the show, “There were cut-offs up here?” as he’s wearing the Mumu (sp?).
Well, I’m rooting for Buster to rack up for personal accomplishments (like climbing over the wall) and break away from Lucille. And think how much he’ll enjoy them if he doesn’t get punched in the process, or curl up into a ball for protection.
“Three… no, two. Wait, is one still in the mix?”
See above.
"Lucille: Anyway, I’m not lying anymore either, Michael. I’m being lied… on.
Michael: Wow, now more is going to come up than go down."
I loved all the Army jokes:
"Buster: I can’t do it; I can’t make my bed, and I can’t do this, either— I’m sorry. Aren’t you supposed to yell at me and call me “homo” and motivate me over this wall?
Sergeant Baker: We can’t do that anymore. Lawsuit.
Narrator: In fact, it was a recent ruling, prosecuted by the same man who Michael was soon to meet with.
James Alan Spangler: It’s going to be a long time before Sergeant Wendell Baker calls someone “Private Homo” again.
Oscar: God willing, he’ll fail boot camp.
Michael: Well, why wouldn’t he? He already failed day camp."
I felt George Michael’s anxiety at the eye doctor. Been there, brother…
I fell off my chesterfield I was laughing so hard.
“Don’t settle for your fifth pick”
“Those are balls”
“I’m on TV”
“Roger on the balls”
Fricking Priceless!
The only thing funnier is finding out that Portia de Rossi dumped her girfriend and is now shacking up with Ellen DeGeneres!
The whole episode was hilarious, but the end, where dad used the very last bit of the dead wife’s perfume, was surprisingly sad to me. It was, of course, glossed over nicely.
There was an ep late last season where Lindsey mocked and cajoled him about it, then actually started feeling sorry for him and they (kinda touchingly, in fact), got fully nude together and made love. (In a later episode Lindsey complains that it was the first time in years and that he just laid there like a sack of potatoes.)
–Cliffy
Hey, if I got nude with Portia, there’d be all kinds of touchingly going on.
I just hope Ellen does right by her.
The DeGeneres/La Portia pairing had me wondering: is there a lesbian term for “trophy wife?” If not, there oughta.
Might be a stretch, but it may have been a reference to Lindsay’s voice (after all, only AD could pull off such a joke).
I’m proud to say that The Final Countdown is my new ringtone.
Another “You might have missed it” moment: George Sr. reading What To Expect When You’re Expecting.
And by the sticky tabs, you could tell that George Michael’s mom had been very diligent in her preperations.
I believe the term is “Anne Heche.”
Thanks folks, all be here all week!
–Cliffy
What’s happened to Annyong?
Nothing substantial to add, just that I’m still cracking up over the shemale joke…oh geez.
He was briefly in an ep a couple weeks ago. Annyong exists mostly as a joke about Lucile’s heartlessness and as a foil for Buster, and both of those characters have other things going on this season.
–Cliffy
I’m kinda torn about the whole “trannie/shemalè” plot twist.
Reasonable Eve: “It’s funny! It wasn’t gratuitous, it fit the plot, and it was witty—lighten the hell up!”
Depressed Eve: “Just what I need from a sitcom—another reminder that I am nothing but a walking punchline.”