The Duke On The Final Episodes Of Friends
If y'all love The Duke as much as I do, then you'll know he likes nothing better than to offer a spot of the old contextualising with regards his critiques of the Popular Culture. This here is no exception.
About ten years ago, this programme arrived from over in The USA Of America that turned the world on its head. This was the funniest thing anyone had ever seen since the time that woman fell down the stairs in that club. That was some funny shit right there. But this was even funnier. And it was smart, too. It talked about the culture, and the society, and it had characters that became instant icons. It was the best damn thing on the television, and it still is, even though some folks say it lost steam, or something to do with evaporating, a couple seasons ago.
Truth is, there just ain't never been nothing as brilliant as The Simpsons.
God bless those yellow malcontents.
But anyway, around the same time this other programme started, this one being full of the "live-action", and as a result, folks were usually just normal colours, and weren't very yellow at all most of the time. This programme was known as Friends, and it became something of a phenomenon, like that time John Travolta learned he was psychic, but it turned out to be a brain tumour.
Poignancy, motherfucker.
Anyway, The Duke was something of a fan of the old Friends, and even though it was middle-class, cappuccino-sipping drek, it was still very warm and witty, and truth be told, it made me all feminine with regards the "emotions".
And now it's over, man. It's gone. Left. The End. No more.
So The Duke has just watched the final two episodes, and I fell kinda sad, kinda sorry that it's gone, like I didn't appreciate it enough. Like it's getting a plane to Paris or something and I never took the time to say "Hey, Friends, I know some motherfuckers talk ill with regards your program, but I just want you to know The Duke thinks it's swell".
You may remember that when Roseanne ended, a few years ago, they did the final episode thing, but instead of giving us the best hour of our lives that involves Roseanne, they told us it was all a pile of hoo-hah concocted by a lonely woman who had lost most of her loved ones in various awful ways. It was a big fat sack of fraudulence. That made a viewer feel a little depressed, is what.
What they should have done is ended it all like these Friends folks, by giving us the best episodes we've seen since the time they all went to London and acted smug in front of the Brits. Sure, it leaves you sad and teary-eyed and all that malarkey, but you feel uplifted, not like someone's just shit on your favourite jacket.
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1 - Jim Carruthers
Neither of us saw The Friends-Files and both of us hated it. Especially since Scully got fucked by that monkey.
And they turned Mulder into an anorexic woman.