BJ and Tyler. Now, they are a problem. I anti-took to them instantly, with an almost evangelical fervor, and then a very awesome woman I know told me that she's sort of friends with one of them, which has created overwhelming cognitive dissonance. For me, the ruffled peach Tony Clifton tuxedo shirt and the furry scarf thing...it's all so affected, and they are everyone I knew and didn't like in college, because I was afraid they would wind up 40 years old and still under the impression that streaking is the highest form of entertainment. Anyway, they've been friends for a long time, and they're from San Francisco, and they "seek the joy in life." See? There it is. There's seeking the joy in life, and then there's telling everyone you seek the joy in life, and doing one of those two things makes you one of two very different kinds of people. When Tyler announces that they are "searchers for the funny and the ironic," and we watch them hanging off the side of a cable car, all clowny and look-at-me, I become instantly exhausted. It's good to appreciate irony, but your entire existence cannot be ironic. Ultimately, if your whole life is one big game of Wouldn't It Be Funny If I Was This Guy!, then you ARE that guy, and I can't relate to you as a theoretical construct. And then there's...swordplay? Yeesh. I feel like in 20 years, they're going to be historical re-enactors, only they'll be reenacting Laugh-In bits instead of the Civil War. They also refer to themselves as "hippie-looking," and I can't really get into that. Hippie is a state of mind, to me, and if you're doing it on purpose, you aren't one.
Episode Report CardMiss Alli: A | 580 USERS: C+
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