This clip right here should be ample proof to any New Yorker that there really is no God. Thanks to Thighs Wide Shut via the Apiary for killing off what little remains of our optimistic nature. And as for you, remember longingly what life was like before you'd witnessed the opening credits, theme, and skatin' Steve Guttenberg from 1980's Can't Stop the Music. Good evening.
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