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I have spent the afternoon thinking that after Brandon's generous offer to help Nana with her speech, his advice was "Needs more braying"

"Of all the 90s fashion hashed out here, the frothy party dress paired with Doc Martens boots is the look that puzzles me most." I'm not sure I am ready to let it go, 20 years later.

I'm not from North American so until I started listening to this podcast, the idea that you could wear the same clothes as the characters was completely foreign to me. 1991 me is a little bit envious, I must say.

The former newspaper journalist in me winced in pain when Uh-ndrea agreed to give the Brandon the Steve/Charlie story. Fluffhead came up with the story, it's his yarn and just handing it off to some other journo is not fucking cool and if the West Beverly Blaze once again starts receiving anonymous hate mail my money would be on Fluffhead and he would have right on his side.

I had to take regular cringe-breaks in this episode. And when you played the part where he started imitating Sherice's voice I involuntarily yelled out "No!" really loudly on the train. I probably should have explained to the other passengers that "even all the other moments of Brandon Walsh's douche-osity had not prepared me for that particular douche-pocalypse.

I would love to gather all the Casio noodle-tastic musical stings in this show and then start randomly inserting them into my conversations. The best bit would be even if I picked the wrong tone for the occasion, it wouldn't matter as most of them seemed to be used more or less at random in this show any way.

I was catching up on episode and listening to this in the car. During the "all" round my 3 year old son piped up from the backseat "No, it's "All My God". I was going ask if he can have a Dave point, but since there's no show called that, I probably shouldn't.