In Memoriam: Miguel Sanchez, A.K.A Lionel Hutz

Somebody is going to need to do a study on the lost productivity caused by the Every Simpsons Ever Marathon. It’s been pretty amazing. Not that I support what’s really going on here: we should be living in frictionless times, but the exclusivity deals like the one FXX has struck with the Simpsons can make it more difficult to access the content you want on the platform where you want it. At this point, we need an app to tell us what app we need to download the shows we want.

I know, I know, my fears are groundless and my complaints moronic. Whatever, I get FXX and I either work from home or in an office where I can watch TV and say things like “I’ll finish this post between the 29th and 32nd minutes of the hour, thanks.”

It occurs to me that if you are at work, like a real work job, you might be missing out and much of this zeitgeist. Come on, just because you are locked in an office and chained to a desk, doesn’t mean you can’t procrastinate with your fellow Americans.

Let us reminisce about the patron saint of lawyers, Lionel Hutz…

First, some ground rules. Number one, we get bathroom breaks every half hour.

I earn my fee simply by pressing the “embed” button. Pretty sweet, eh?

This all goes back to 17 U.S.C. § 107. How about that! I looked something up! These books behind me don’t just make the office look good, they’re filled with useful legal tidbits just like that!

“Can you imagine a world without lawyers?”

Delicious… bourbon. Brownest of the brown liquors… so tempting. What’s that? You want me to drink you? But I’m in the middle of a post! Excuse me.

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