Richard Pryor, Part I: God, Thank You For Not Burnin' My Dick!

Raggle Rock is Bock!  We shall see if it's bock with a vengeance.  I've been away for over a month for reasons that ultimately don't matter, and listing them would be more boring to you than a midnight showing of Broken Flowers at the Tower would be to me. However, it must be said that I missed this, and I missed YOU.  So, let's cut the excuse-y bullshit, and get to thissssssss:

Pickin' on Little Kids in a Harlem Movie Theater

Just like old times, right?

Right.

Now That I've Found You

It would be embarrassing to admit how long I've been looking for this clip from Kids in the Hall.  The one and only time I watched the corresponding episode, I was about thirteen years-old and it was close to 3am.  For a while there, I thought it was all a dream:

To be honest, I'm not into the entire skit, but watching the man-cat jump in the air made my millennium.