Anyhow, it's wedding day at Casa de Torres. Rob: "I'm getting married in seven hours. I remember when it was seven months. Kind of nerve-racking." Yeah, sneaks up on ya, doesn't it? Mindy: "Rob is keeping a secret that may ruin the day!" Oh my God! Did he get burned by a stripper with Syphilis? Did he get too drunk and run naked through town? Has he fathered illegitimate children all throughout the southwest? What is it!?!? Get this, everybody: the TV is broken! There is no God! Wwwwwhhhhyyyyy?!?!?! I don't see how they can possibly get married without thinking of the TV the whole time. But, you know what? It's what the TV would have wanted. In fact, I was just speaking with the Zenith...God, it feels like just last week...