Night before last I was flipping through Netflix and not finding anything good. I stopped at Monty Python's Meaning of Life, knowing I'd have to keep my thumb ready on the FF button. The boys found the live liver donor scene disturbing and the restaurant puke scene weird. I decided to turn it off at the scene where the condemned man is executed by being chased off a cliff by a mob of topless women in helmets.

But last night, as we were once again trying to find something to watch, Alane asked if we had watched the Death scene. D'oh! We hadn't!

So we did: "You always talk, you Americans, you talk and you talk and say 'Let me tell you something' and 'I just wanna say this', Well you're dead now, so shut up."

Classic.