What About...

Maybe I was longing for my college salad days of thirtysomething when I got into "What About Brian" (Oh yeah HELLO, cynical girl!). Although I am somewhat embarrassed, all I can say after seeing the previews of next week's episode is what they hell were they thinking when they gave you that rediculous effed-up haircut, Brian? You little spritely, froofy, tempestuous changeling. I want to scrub my tile and bathtub with your head. Then again, your buddy Dave looks like he's wearing a freakish all black coonskin cap w/ his mega low hairline. It's like a thick shiny bearskin rug that you want to rub your naked butt on.