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by Jerry Whorebach 12/10/2020, 1:18am PST |
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I love all of it, especially the part where you're screaming at the TV in the laundromat because the bitch wasn't naked and there weren't cookies in your mouth. I can relate to that.
I actually watched an episode of The Big Bang Theory recently. It wasn't terrible! I wouldn't watch it on my own, but I wouldn't throw a tantrum if I ended up in a living room where it was on. The rhythms of it reminded me of the kind of laugh-tracked garbage I grew up with, the kind that made me the man I am today. I think it's awesome that millions of regular people were tuning in every week to watch nerds do nerd shit. (Now they're tuning in twice a day, thanks to syndication.) I think it's even more awesome that an entire generation of hot stupid girls grew up thinking Johnny Galecki is the ultimate boyfriend. I've always seen myself as more of a Paul Reiser, but I'm close enough that I bet I could capitalize.
In this holiday season, let's all resolve to be the guy who doesn't complain about Big Bang Theory reruns at family gatherings. And let's also be the guy who brings cookies. We can get through it if we stick together! |
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