A little jingle, that's all we wanted. Ten seconds to start the show. [...] He gives me harps and drums and people speaking German. All we wanted was a simple, little jingle.
Well, there you have it, Seattle: the miracle of the sibling relationship spelled out in an unselfish act of head-shaving. Well, that's about all the time we have. I'd like to thank my brother Dr. Niles Crane for being here today.
You hit one note and you slide up the octave as you descend slowly into a crouched position. Observe. That's very interesting. I wonder if the reverse is true.
Every time my reunion comes around, it coincides with a severe downturn in my life. Five years ago Lilith divorced me; five years before that I was left at the altar; five years before that I fell face first into the poison ivy! And here we are right on schedule, I'm freshly fired! I swear to God, I feel like I have a curse on my head!