Screw you Jerry!

I have always been puzzled by sitcoms and their overall perfectness. What gives these people the right to set the standards for basic life. They can whip out one liners like they're Clint Eastwood and keep a straight face like a mime. We all know this is bogus, if someone has a quick retaliation, they usually ruin it with a tone malfunction or a smile for they know they're so damn witty. Now this is not to say that no one can be as charismatic as Mr. Seinfeld, but if you dig into his eponymous thirty minute block, you would see that no matter whom it is, they could give Winston Churchill a run for his money. This type of back and forth is normally completely impossible. Sure, we can score a quip here or there, but not like these guys. In means of sarcasm and intelligence, Jerry vs. George is the proportion of God vs. Lucifer. Battle on Constanza.

And with the added effect of perfect timing or anti-perfection, these people even set a higher line of non-existence. There is never a down period, never a moment of boredom, unless it is the type of boredom in which it's a magnitude of boredom that some might get a kick out of it. I know it's all editing as well, but these things bug me. Who has this life? Who's possible existence is this interesting? These people make a Cage the Elephant concert seem like church. They set up what all can not obtain, and I find this simply rude. By the way, I completely love Seinfeld.

I'm fairly biased because the name is also occupied by the man whom I was first shot into my mommy from, but, now I'm going out on a limb here, but

Joel trumps Mike