Photo reblogged from TV Hangover with 38 notes
Listen, I know 1987 was a crazy far-away year in the past but I refuse to believe that they didn’t have paternity testing so I also refuse that two guys would just move in together to raise one strange child without demanding a paternity test. And I especially refuse to believe that anyone actually enjoys this show because it’s one of the blandest sitcoms I’ve ever seen.
Someone should have stepped in and said that it doesn’t really matter who the real father is, just give it to Paul Reiser, because Greg Evigan and his earring shouldn’t be around children. Or it should have been called “My Dad and My George Michael Impersonator Roommate.”
Source: tvhangover
Also, Mr. Roper would only let them all live together if they all pretended to be gay.
The one thing that I remember from that show was that huge, big-ass, awesome plush car that was a little too big to be a...
stepped in and said...it doesn’t really matter who the real father is,