I know it was a fevered dream, but I could swear that I fell asleep to Pink Lady and Jeff and woke in the middle of the night to Cop Rock. Yikes! What the hell was in that decongestant?
Unfortunately, I can’t seem to wake up from this nightmare. I’m still dreaming that we’re watching a Cop Rock marathon. And I can’t tell which is worse: the show, the fact that we’re watching it, or Whiny’s insistence that it’s “not that bad.”
Funniest thing I’ve ever seen on cold meds: the sargent at the morning briefing singing “Let’s be careful out there” to the stone-faced cops (including spinning his podium around to turn it into an organ).
I don’t think I’ll ever be the same after this. Assuming I ever wake up…
Oh my freaking jaysus, I had totally forgotten all about Cop Rock. I read the words and they rang a vague bell, but for a second there I thought it was something I’d had a nightmare about. Like, “Yeah, what was that one terrible dream where the cops were all singing? Man, what a stupid premise.”
Whiny should be shot immediately for not going into Tom Servo mode upon witnessing such a disastrous show.
I’m actually kind of sorry that Andy and Gran are out shopping – I’d like to subject them both to the terrors of Cop Rock. I may go watch some of it myself.
Medicine-induced viewing is always forgiven, including comments made during such viewing. Of course, we still reserve the right to use it against you for future stories. 🙂
Heh, Cop Rock — we saw clips of that episode you mention a while back and I just laughed my ass off. How the hell did that show actually last half a season???
Maybe it’s just me…
… but I think there are some things you just shouldn’t post on your blog. For example, perhaps you shouldn’t post about your complicity and participation (even begrudgingly) in a crime. Are people really that stupid? This isn’t confessing your love o…