Oh. One post-script to my previous post.
Wife and I have fallen into a routine where, on a nightly basis, we watch the two-hour block of “M*A*S*H” on the Hallmark Channel, and we’re both either too lazy to turn the channel afterwards, or we know that the things one of us would want to watch is not something the other would be interested in, so we end up watching the Chuck Norris vehicle “Walker Texas Ranger” for at least an hour. (I started calling it "Walter Texas Ranger" for poops and giggles, and the name just kind of stuck.)
When I got back home last night, Wife had been awake for about 15 minutes, and she was sitting in the recliner in the living room. We’re both teetering on the brink of madness, anyway, thanks to the crazy shift she’s working this week, so when I got home with Son, she said to me, “I think that, for the sake of our sanity, we best not watch ‘Walter’ tonight.”
Me: “Why not? Are you already pretty slap-happy? It's only Tuesday, you know."
Her: “It’s the two-parter where he travels back in time, and he ---“
Me: “YES!!!!”
It doesn’t matter what she would have said after that – in a series that was often punctuated by moments of unintentional hilarity, “the one where he travels back in time” and “the one where he becomes a NASCAR driver” are two of the most unintentionally hilarious episodes in the history of television.
(And that’s not hyperbole, either.)
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