Thanks to Kane, I now know what to call those embarrassing public arguments/fights in which I occasionally found myself when I was younger and less mature - stupid, senseless conflicts fueled by stress, miscommunication and alcohol. OK, mostly alcohol. And good, old-fashioned Korean style han.
I've never understood the appeal of Barney, have you? He's big and purple and doofy and not at all "gay" except perhaps in that awful assimilationist way. Can you imagine Barney in a barney ever? I'd love to see that on a Mardi Gras float. Barney v. the purple Teletubby with the purse.