In today’s rough economy, the gentleman must be careful with his money. While it’s never easy to scale back and cut expenses, occasionally it is necessary. You’re a discerning gentleman, and you may need to choose between a handcrafted fifteen thousand dollar sofa, and a bottle of The Macallan in a crystal decanter. Naturally, Chris and Dan suggest you choose the scotch.
Gin solves problems. Once Dan was in a relationship held together by nothing but inertia, contempt and gin. At the same time Chris was in a relationship based on hugs and clear communication. Oddly, they consumed the same amount of gin.
Voltron is a giant robot made up of several smaller robot lions or sometimes cars. I think one might be a minivan. Either way, in this episode, Dan and Chris fight Voltron. Dan has a .22 pistol and Chris has a sharpened screwdriver. They do okay. That is, they don’t die. See, Voltron was designed to – if I remember correctly – fight ROBEASTS. Robeasts are large. Chris and Dan are much smaller than Robeasts. It’s like getting a battleship to fight a flock of seagulls. Or Flock of Seagulls.
Seriously. Flock of Seagulls sucks.
Look, I’m not going to lie to you. Chris and Dan do not do well. Dan’s pretty short, Chris is taller, but he’s not basketball tall. Even if they were, they’re up against the Globetrotters for fuck’s sake. What they should have done is challenged the Globetrotters to Halo or Warhammer 40k, or Star Wars Trivial Pursuit. Stick to your strengths, boys.