I used to put SpongeBob in second place, until the time I saw the “Fine Dining” episode. The turning point was the line:
“You can’t fire me! We don’t even exist. We’re just a clever visual metaphor for the abstract concept of thought.”
That statement alone is by far funnier than anything ever spouted on a Norman Lear production or MASH and opens a door to metaphysical thinking that Carl Sagan’s doctrinaire “science” could never comprehend.
The MENSA Chair should be retitled “The MENSA Maroon.”
(Leans on a tree and chomps a carrot.)
LOL!
It’s been awhile since I’ve had a Spongebob fix. We had episodes on tape laying around that the kids seem to have temporarily misplaced.
Everytime I watched it I thought to myself...”whoever is coming up with this stuff is one of those highly intelligent folks on the brink of insanity”
My hubby is never happier than when Loony Toons is on -especially when the martian is on...
“I’m going to blow up the earth. It obstructs my view of Venus”