Today my husband spilled something and said, “Mothercrabber!”
That’s a good man you got there.
We have taken to saying “Watch out for snakes!” any time we leave the house.
It’s spring, and one of the grass snakes has decided to sun himself on the steps outside the front door, you see. He’s a cute little guy, and he’s doing his best to keep the Miller moths under control.
I sometimes wonder whatever happened to The Laziest Men on Mars, who did the meme songs Invasion of the Gabber Robots (a.k.a. All You Base Are Belong To Us) and The Terrible Secret of Space, as well as three very catchy songs related to Santa Claus Conquers The Martians. There are some things not to miss about the early World Wide Web, but I really do miss the days when such wonderful bits of fun would turn up like that randomly.
I love that that moment from that episode-long fake flashback uses the Village’s font. You gotta hand it to the malevolent Orwellian involuntary retirement club for secret agents, they get their branding everywhere, even in the made-up recollections of people trying to escape from it!
I like that “MRXL” can also be read as “Mister Extra Large.” The joke has layers!