Minute 63: Replete With Pleats

A new segment, “What’s Botherin’ Bill?” is born, and in the maiden voyage, Bill whine-asks the question, “Where are my play toys?” Li’l Roma is the dream that turns into a nightmare for Matt. Bill vows to do something pro-active for the first time in… well prolly a really, really, long while. The legend of Coty Clark is born, and dies just as quick. Matt is super excited about what minute 63 means to his LMR (legit mutual respect) argument. Matt is a casualty of the contemporary language and gets ALL bound up on the phrase “pussy-foot.” Shelly is NOT pussy-footing around, even when fumbling with breakers in the basement. Matt hates a pleat, and the fellas break down the suspenders in this minute. 22 minutes is a long time to be holding up a pen. Shelly is blasting his delts. Bill breaks down what exactly is the “friendly end” of a pen. Harriet and Blah Blah are VERY uneasy about the salesman statue sitting at their kitchen table. It's like pulling teeth for Matt, attempting to get Bill to apologize. Bill, as usual, prematurely wants to end the minute. Matt wants the new jingle. Bill shares some more theater stuff but this time he saw it in a moving picture house. The boys slip in one of the shortest housekeeping segments ever, and follow it up with a WWTP that takes them all over New York City and into your living room, circa 1980. The fellas have a blast recreating the WTF interview. If anyone’s reading these, tweet “You stupid fucking cunt” to @gggrminute… and then please go for help… wait, first order me up some fried-rice, THEN go for help. Thanks.