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Post by Brick Wall on May 3, 2020 0:24:14 GMT
Okay, I'll play. Member since Mar 12, 2012. Messages: 2,910 Clue: None
Answer: Yes
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Post by Boozin' Susan on May 3, 2020 2:27:51 GMT
I don't know about Green Acres, but once you start thinking of Star Trek as a rural comedy, it becomes a lot more entertaining. Y’all might be right, I reckon...
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Post by daved on May 3, 2020 8:56:13 GMT
I don't know about Green Acres, but once you start thinking of Star Trek as a rural comedy, it becomes a lot more entertaining. Star Trek: Picard was an unintentional comedy.
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Post by bradman on May 3, 2020 12:58:32 GMT
Three's Company is about an acute shared psychosis in an apartment complex. Jack Tripper is merely an apparition, a shared construct among the residents.
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Post by Potsie Hoofman on May 3, 2020 13:25:11 GMT
Three's Company is about an acute shared psychosis in an apartment complex. Jack Tripper is merely an apparition, a shared construct among the residents. I love this shit. Kinda like how Cheers is a figment of Sam Malone's wet brain in a psych ward. Theories like this are inherently more fun than sitting around looking at Steely Dan deadwax.
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Post by Boozin' Susan on May 3, 2020 14:06:08 GMT
And let’s not forget that Gilligan's Island is actually a male pornographic fantasy...
You have a group of people basically alone on a deserted island with two readily available women. One, a seductive sex goddess type. The other... a healthy girl-next-door type with a nice butt. So guys have it all - the Madonna and the whore. And women get nothing but a geek... an overweight middle-aged guy... and some nerdy scientific type...
(Source of thesis: IMDb...)
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Post by bradman on May 3, 2020 14:30:20 GMT
You left out the Howells. They complicate the sex math even more.
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Post by Norman ‘Whiplash’ Mailer on May 3, 2020 15:10:55 GMT
You left out the Howells. They complicate the sex math even more. They like to watch, so they used their vast wealth to create the ideal scenario for it.
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Post by Potsie Hoofman on May 3, 2020 15:11:01 GMT
BREAKING NEWS:
I logged in and looked through my alerts. I received another like on a poat I made over a year and a half ago. So, for funsies, I decided to see who all liked that poat (almost 30 likes), and as I scrolled down, I saw that Raunchnroll and Cock Mangler liked it.
Guys, I may need to take trump's advice and go drink bleach. What the fuck did I do to deserve this???
Somebody help me. Please. I'm questioning my whole existence right now.
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Post by bradman on May 3, 2020 16:10:28 GMT
Don't feel bad, Wally Swift liked my poat about him goose stepping.
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Post by respiratoryproblems on May 3, 2020 16:42:19 GMT
Three's Company is about an acute shared psychosis in an apartment complex. Jack Tripper is merely an apparition, a shared construct among the residents. I love this shit. Kinda like how Cheers is a figment of Sam Malone's wet brain in a psych ward. Theories like this are inherently more fun than sitting around looking at Steely Dan deadwax. Turns out Cheers is a holodeck program...
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Post by Potsie Hoofman on May 3, 2020 16:45:58 GMT
I had no idea Kate Mulgrew was on either of those shows! As soon as I saw her, I thought "Margaret Donner!".
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Post by Norman ‘Whiplash’ Mailer on May 5, 2020 1:38:45 GMT
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Post by Brick Wall on May 5, 2020 12:36:00 GMT
If there was ever a project perfectly tailored for STEVE HOFFMAN's late career, it would be a Milli Vanilla reissue. I've given up hope on the Cha-Cha comp.
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Post by Potsie Hoofman on May 5, 2020 13:52:02 GMT
If there was ever a project perfectly tailored for STEVE HOFFMAN's late career, it would be a Milli Vanilla reissue. I've given up hope on the Cha-Cha comp. I'm not giving up hope yet. I'm still asking Santa for it again this year. Nothing could bring the world together during a health pandemic more than cha-cha music. Especially if you have the ears, pal.
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