Not as laugh out loud funny as the past few episodes have been, been still damn funny. Mac and Charlie trying to run a corporate mail room with zero training and zero supervision (while splitting the pay) was gold.
And Cuckoo's Nest revisited was destined to happen with Devito on the show. 'Hey Tanto! C'mere!'
I'm still at the point where there could be no stories each week and still be sufficiently entertained by how each character is totally backwards and self-centered. It's very refreshing.
The least important looking stuff - I burn that. The kind of important looking stuff - I mail that to myself. That buys me a couple days. The really important stuff - that's what gets delivered, although between you and me, I usually wind up burning most of that, too.
The sequence where D&D go to his car to bring the CD in for Bumblebee through Mac and Charlie singing Day Bow Bow was the height of delight. But I'm inclined to agree with what Shane "Super" Spear posted in the last IASIP thread. As a Philadelphian since the beginning, I adore the ensemble, their performances, their interplay with each other, and the little moments of genius each episode. But I think the plotting has suffered and always seems to peter out instead of building to a strong (or any real) conclusion. So this season has provided a lot of funny highlights but the episodes themselves have been kind of unsatisfying. That final act in Who Pooped The Bed? was up there with Mac Bangs Dennis' Mom in terms of sheer operatic farce like a party-throwing episode of Frasier that huffs glue, though.
Originally posted by OlFuzzyBastardThe least important looking stuff - I burn that. The kind of important looking stuff - I mail that to myself. That buys me a couple days. The really important stuff - that's what gets delivered, although between you and me, I usually wind up burning most of that, too.
Also: Danny DeVito's ass.
I couldn't figure out the nudity warning at the beginning of the show. What could they possibly show...oh, DeVito's ass.
A callback to Dundees past! A little bit of Angela, over there. I was wondering what had become of Katie. And the answer is, oh, there she is. Butch Cassidy & Mozart or The Lone Ranger & Tonto & Bonto?