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The Bluths
Arrested Development
This is one of shows where you either love it or you don’t (have sufficient intelligence to) understand it. Hahaha, well guess what, I love it. Most of the characters in the dysfunctional Bluth family are played out really well and are all sufficiently funny in their own, warped kind of way – but for me, Tobias Funke takes the cake, along with the whipped cream and cherries on top. (If you watched the show or followed that link to his character quotes you would know that he could and would probably turn that into a very wrong-sounding line, albeit completely unintentionally.) For example, here is his amalgamation of his “double profession” as both an analyst and a therapist.
Good news, you can watch it guiltlessly online as MSN.com is streaming all 3 seasons here for free!
Ha! Now you have to watch it cause you’re Singaporean and you can’t resist that word. Gotcha.
Speak gd?
“My dad is a police.”
… Seriously I can never get over this line from the Channel 5 show ‘Police and Thief’. Great way to undermine years of language campaigning, hey.
Doppelgangerzx
Okay, Antono Ego (grim-faced food critic from Ratatouille) and Avram Grant (grim-faced Chelsea manager).
Tell me I’ve got something here. No?
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Well then… This one for sure! Hahahaha.
Seriously, which one is Wu Zun??!
Lol lol lol lol.
Block
Okay, now that the whole Hollywood writer’s strike hu-ha is over and done with – and we can eagerly await the continuation of 24, The Big Bang Theory, Psych, How I Met Your Mother and such – I’d just like to tell our own Mediacorp Channel 8 writers that its about time they ended theirs too.
Yup, thats right.
For the past 2 years or so, local Channel 8 writers have actually been holding mental pickets (since having an actual demonstration is illegal), but this little point might have escaped those less observant due to the fact that the gahmen has actually been covering it up: by taking on the jobs themselves.
Well, you may argue but unless you can come up with a better way to explain the proliferation of drama serials promoting family values, HDB neighbourliness and care for the terminally ill, not to mention endless singing competitions as buffers for un-creativity, I’m sticking with this.
Come back, Channel 8 writers who used to entertain!
