Just as I took a big gulp of water, I hear:

LS: Why won’t she go out with me?

Secretary: She’s getting over her relationship with MacGuiver.

LS: The guy with the talking car?

Secretary: No. MacGuiver. He makes something out of nothing.

LS: You mean he’s a drama queen?

On hearing this, I immediately choked on my water and had to spew it all over my carpet while gasping for air.

Damn you, Larry Sanders. Damn you to Hell.

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